The Twisted Dimensions

6. LIGHT SPEED

"5...4...3...2...1... You are cleared to engage. Godspeed".
Astronaut Godfrey stared at the square blinking button on the console in front of him. Huston had already given him clearance and now he was in full control. His entire training and career.,, actually no, his entire life had been leading up to this very moment.
At last he felt free. Free and hidden from the billions of staring eyes back on Earth waiting breathlessly for his next action. Free from the millions of prayers and wishes for good travels which yet were neutralised by the millions of curses that were scattered across the world as people protested against the mission. Against Man's interference on nature and physics.
No simulator or hypothetical dimensional discussion workshop could prepare him for what was about to happen. The unknown was waiting. All it would take was the push of that blinking button.
His capsule made a micro adjustment to continue pointing towards a clear space path as it moved in orbit around the Earth. The first human about to travel at the speed of light breathed in one last, deep, slow breath.
He pressed the button.
Godfrey braced himself for the extreme pressures and dimensional pull that he was trained to expect and tried to hold as tightly as he could on the titanium arm rest of his seat. Yet he felt nothing. No pressure. No pull. No sound. No arm rest. No chair.
Nothingness. It felt as if the Universe had shrunk within his own existence. The silence was so deafening and the blackness so deep and dark that it felt solid.
So dark. So lonely. Yet he did not feel afraid. He felt sure. He felt power. He felt knowledge.
But this darkness was so unbearable, formless and void.
Then God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light.
God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness.