Chapter Two: It's Always The Red Button

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I desperately gazed at the complicated structure of the control system. Evidently, I was NASA's first accessory and a convict to be used for 'The Trial Project'. The prisoners now, won't be sent to jail, but to outer space and would have to survive without the fundamental ingredients to stay alive. Or, as in my case, convicts will have to detect and go in a wormhole on purpose and see if theories of relativity prove true or not. Practical experiment (kids, don't try this at home). Prisoners will have to search for extra terrestrial life. Prisoners will be the ones to search for planets consisting of water(and by water I mean purely H2O) , oxygen and plants which respite the same gas, which can make human survival possible, and that may come in handy during any unexpected situtation. And the amazing thing is that if we got lost, or death found us, we won't be missed. My vehicle will be detected and a team will manage it to bring it back to Earth for another mission.

I clutched my hair in frustration as thoughts began to flash in my head.
How am I going to survive the thirst? Is there even a piece of bread in this rocket? What are Newton's laws of Physics? Why the holy carrot sticks did the apple have to fall near Newton's head at that particular moment? Weren't there enough apples to remember? Or that didn't Newton already carry Adam's apple in his esophagus, that he craved to bring fame to another apple on his own?
I recollected myself, gave a huge sigh. With an air of hope, I scanned the controls over again. Finally, I spotted a button. A particularly red one. Isn't it always the red button? Well, in the cartoons it is.
My pale finger slowly moves to push it down...

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