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“Look what I found,”
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“Look what I found,” Adrienne said.
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In her hands was a bottle.
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And what happens to Adrienne?
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I couldn't find her.
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Jefferson was in the Captain's Lounge,
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Fact: Sound is a vibration.
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The speed of sound in dry air at twenty degrees Celsius or sixty-eight degrees Fahrenheit is three hundred and forty-three meters per second, or one thousand one hundred twenty-five feet per second.
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“Up his dosage,”
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“Up his dosage,” I heard the captain say.
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I ran.
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I didn't want to forget.
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The last thing I remember, I was tearing down the corridors.
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“Now and then.”
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Every ship had life boats.
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In case of emergency, break glass.
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I'd find one.
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“What about my crewmates?
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“What about my crewmates? Why didn't you save them?”
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A space station.
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Some other ship.
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Any place but this place.
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Failing all else, I'd suffocate.
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Alone.
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Ray, he caught me as I pounded on the corridor walls, finding no glass to break.
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“Relax,”
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Why didn't you save them?”
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“It'll pass,” he told me.
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He held me in his arms until I stopped flailing.
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I can never leave.
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As much as Jesse had irritated me, I didn't like the picture my brain drew of him floating in his grave, body swollen and bloated.
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Who would tell his girl how he had died?
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“Couldn't,”
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“Couldn't,” said the captain.
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Jefferson, he called himself, clean-shaven and smart, a picture of the perfect entrepreneur.
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An opportunist and a businessman, that was Jefferson.
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“We're selective about our passengers,”
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“We're selective about our passengers,” he continued.
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“You fit the bill.
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“You fit the bill. They didn't.”
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Such a relief to never again hear my crewmate Jesse natter about his girl back on Earth and that all-expenses-paid vacation-for-two she won last time he was on leave.
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They didn't.”
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Tiffany, she looked at the captain, grinned and flipped her greasy brown locks over her shoulder.
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She turned to me.
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“Come on,”
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“Come on,” she said, before I could say anything else, “let's get you settled in.”
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>Hotel California
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“let's get you settled in.”
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No time for questions.
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No time for answers.
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The ship had all the usual accoutrements (artificial gravity, tastefully painted walls, sound dampeners to keep the noise of the engines from driving the crew batshit insane, recycled air systems), and a few less-usual: lush carpeting, lighting that was decorative as well as functional, spacious corridors.
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Glimpses of elegant rooms down the branching hallways; music; voices; the aroma of real food.
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This was heaven.
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No seventy-two virgins, but it would do.
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“Where are we going?”
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Tiffany looked back.
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“To your quarters.
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“To your quarters. It's not far; you're not going to get blisters.”
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It's not far; you're not going to get blisters.”
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“No, I meant, where's the ship going?
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“No, I meant, where's the ship going? What's our destination?”
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What's our destination?”
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Tiffany, she stopped walking.
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“Honey,”
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“You're going to be delighted. Destination everywhere. Destination nowhere.”
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Destination everywhere.
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Sound travels as a mechanical wave through a medium, and in space, there is no medium.
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This was hell.
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I died in those last moments, suffocating on my own exhaled breath, and this, this was my reward.
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Fact: The speed of sound in dry air at twenty degrees Celsius or sixty-eight degrees Fahrenheit is three hundred and forty-three meters per second, or one thousand one hundred twenty-five feet per second.
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I mean, sure, I'd had my moment of elation when I had first realized I'd been rescued, but it didn't sink in.
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After watching my ship tear apart, after spending a good twenty-three hours floating in silence in the wreck, wondering whether I was currently facing stars belonging to the constellation Libra or the constellation Orion when those stars were viewed from Earth, wondering what it felt like to suffocate, and after the feeling that yes, I was in fact going to die alone in space had sunk in, it took time for that feeling to dissipate.
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Fact: I wasn't dead.
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After I realized this, I left my quarters.
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It hadn't seemed relevant, somehow, given that I was still reeling over the explosion, the deaths of my crewmates, and the rescue.
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I've heard there are a number of stages of grief and shock; I guess I was working my way through them.
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Initially, I couldn't figure out why—I hadn't requested any be sent.
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Then I realized, someone must have noticed I hadn't left, and was nice enough to send food my way.
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The accompanying bottle of wine was a nice touch.
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I must have consumed it, too, because later on, the plates and the bottle were both empty.
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I spent a lot of time lying on my back on the bed, staring up at the little etched swirls in the ceiling, or slumped in the old-fashioned armchair, staring out the windows at the stars.
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I did a lot of staring and not moving.
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Fact: Hell is other people.
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Sure, the ship was spacious.
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But we were all on this ship, and we were on it together.
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Cliques form in any decent-sized group of people.
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Metaphorically, of course.
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She sidled up to me as I was scooping little round crackers and what appeared to be a baked cilantro cream dip onto a plate.
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Fact: If, before all the air is sucked out of the ship, a person is so lucky to have stuffed him or herself into a space suit, that person has less than twenty-four hours to live.
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The plate, by the way, was already loaded with folded pieces of smoked pink fish, paprika-dusted deviled eggs, toothpicks stabbed through green vegetables and slices of cheese, and balls of meat smothered in a tomato-based sauce.
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Luxurious, even compared to the fare one would find in the high-class space stations and pleasure cruisers.
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Compared to what a mere engineer would get on your typical cargo ship, it was mouthwateringly, lip-smackingly gorgeous.
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I decided it couldn't have been.
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“Liking the taste of the sweet life, eh?
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“Liking the taste of the sweet life, eh? I'm Sarah, and this is Alexis—you must be the new pickup.”
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I'm Sarah, and this is Alexis—you must be the new pickup.”
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She looked me over approvingly.
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“Come on, let's get you a glass of champagne.”
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I looked longingly at the slices of cheddar olive bread as she whisked me over to the bar, but didn't protest.
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It turned toward Sarah's wave and acknowledged her with a nod, moments later setting a fluted glass of sparkling liquid in front of her.
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