Survivor

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 20719

Well, it seemed that there was somebody alive on the ship, at least. Will you think less of me if I admit that, somewhere deep down in my heart, I felt the tiniest little twinge of regret? A freighter that size would have to be worth a fortune in salvage, and I know a guy who... Ah, well, never mind. It was a moot point, anyway. And, besides, didn't I have enough to do already without starting up a major salvage operation? What with delivering the whiskey and investigating the message from my not-as-dead-as-I'd-thought buddy, and all?

The figure was still waving at me, and like an idiot I waved back, although there was no way he or she could have seen me through the heavily polarized cockpit window. It suddenly occured to me that I was undoubtedly in range of even a tiny pressure-suit radio now, though, so I hopped back on the comm and sent out a hail on the standard frequency. I was answered almost immediately.

"Thank heaven you've come!" It was a man's voice, with just the slightest trace of a Westonian accent.

"I'd ask what the problem is, but it's pretty obvious." Well, all right, what had caused the damage was far from obvious, but there'd be time enough to talk about that later. First things first. "What do you need? Judging by the size of your ship, there's no way I'm going to be able to evacuate your whole crew..."

  1. "I don't think that'll be a problem. As far as I can tell, I'm the only survivor."
  2. "I'm sorry to rush you, but do you think we could discuss this once I'm aboard your ship? My suit is almost completely out of air."
  3. "Forget the crew! You've got to save the cargo!"
  4. "We don't need evacuating. We can limp back to Ragan IV if you can just get us some reactor fuel."
  5. "I don't need you to evacuate the crew! I need you to rescue me from them!"

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10/14/2002 3:41:54 PM

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