- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Posted by: Fallen Seraph
it doesn't matter, even normal humans can come back
Time was now, Dwayne thought. He walked from the deck of his ship to his office. Once there he sat in his chair and went to a holocomputer to search for mail. None. He immediately typed up a long composition. He finished in ten minutes.
He opened up a COM channel to his second-in-command, Vazquez, who was in his office as well. "Yes, sir?"
"Lieutenant, remember the list I have stored in hardware, what are the names on that list."
"The one from 17 years ago."
"Yes that one."
"Okay, let me see here, Helix... Pat... Blake... Martin... and there is one crossed out. Oh, it says Eve."
"Ok Vazquez, I am forwarding a message to you, send it to whoever is still alive on that list, right after this channel ends."
"Yes sir."
The channel went silent, and Dwayne put down the receiver. He reached into his desk and pulled out an good friend. His old pistol, he had had for 17 years. He checked the clip, one bullet left. Good enough, Dwayne thought.
He put the gun down, and kneeled down and prayed. He also left a note on his desk.
He picked up the pistol and sat down in his chair. He put the pistol to his head, right above his right ear, and took a deep breath. Then he fired...