Short stories. Never ending voyage.
Never Ending Voyage.
By Colin J Platt.
Copyright Colin J Platt 2014
OK last entry in the report log that everyone has to abide by. One
more day, that’s all! Just one more day to spend on this out of date,
decrepit, old museum piece of a space ship. Yes, you heard, I don’t
care who reads this later. Boy, I’m excited, all my life I have been
here. Twenty five years; that’s a generation! The hologram room was OK
at first then it started to malfunction; there would be jungle mixed
with cities! The graphics were OK, but the rapid response fabrication
machines took too long to reproduce stuff like trees shrubs and grass,
also the room was limited; I knew the room backwards, I would think
this is the place where I shot the alien yesterday, now I’m trekking
in the mountains. It’s boredom you see. The day we reenacted the
Battle of the Bulge was a laugh, our crew managed to manufacture an M5
Tank, of course the room wasn’t big enough plus some stupid idiot
loaded the gun with some real ammo, it was supposed to be a joke but
Roberts managed to blow his arms off! The culprit was never caught,
but we knew who it was. Roberts was OK as he was rushed into robotic
surgery straight away, he had new arms in thirty five minutes.
I can’t wait to see the new world we are approaching. There is bound
to be top of the range technology. The communications from Minior
have been nonexistent for twelve years, but that is probably because
they have a superior system. Don’t forget, we have been travelling in
Hyperdrive for 297 years, that is a long time to wait, and our
communications system is very old hat, we haven’t had any messages
from Earth for more than 220 years I suppose Earth blew itself up or
poisoned itself to death, all the information we have of it is too
terrible to read. The reason we set off in the first place was
to get away from the place. I suppose I’m lucky. My ancestors had the
money to fund this journey. It will be fifteen thousand years since we
left Earth with time dilation, so it is a pretty sure thing that Earth
is dead.
I never got my head around the danger that people of Earth put
themselves through, day after day! I mean, imagine trying to get from
one side of the world to the other by public transport; records say
that it would take more than two hours! And that is without the local
shuttle service to get them to the place of destination. God knows how
they managed to survive before W.P.T. (World Public Transport.)
All I know is, I am excited. I wish my parents could be here but they
had to be put in long-term storage to conserve the resources. All
people over 40 have to go into storage, but they will be brought back
as soon as we reach Minior, also, everyone who started the journey all
those years ago are still alive and safely in storage; even the ones
with incurable diseases are in there waiting to be regenerated. I
can’t wait to meet my great ancestors; imagine talking to someone who
was around when the ship was built!
Word has it that Minior’s technology is top-notch. There is supposed
to be an actual war-game where you can transfer your consciousness
into a robot and blow the shit out of people; of course, the people
are robots. I can’t wait; the technology is bound to be even
better than that, as it is years since we contacted Minior. The
troubling thing is, we haven’t had any escort ships to bring us into
orbit? I wish we had better sensors, but they are also outdated. When
we lost contact with Earth our technology ground to a halt. And then
when we lost contact with Minior things really went downhill, they
said they would update our ship from deep space but it never happened.
It’s a good job that updated star records were sent to us from Minior
before the communications blackout, it diverted us away from a red
giant star that had extreme gravity fallout, we would have been
flattened!
Minior is a world similar to Earth with people who are like us, with
just minor differences; we will be able to mate with them, imagine
that! Just 14 years since they contacted us, giving us hope and a
future. No one thought that we would ever be contacted. The trip was
just a drastic attempt to get away from a doomed planet.
My friend Danny would have been elated; he was my age when he died
just two years ago, it was another accident in the hologram room. We
were playing a game which involved a monster called a Trench beast
when Danny had a heart attack. But he will also be brought back, as we
are confident that the Minior’s will have the technology. I can’t wait
to meet Danny again, we were like brothers.
‘Marty, will you please hurry up, your lunch is ready.’
‘OK, Mum, I won’t be long.’
That is just the robot; it has been programmed to act like my mother
while she is in storage. The robots are OK, but they don’t look real
enough, also they can be scary sometimes, like when I wake up and one
is standing at the side of the bed. They are programmed to monitor us,
but why can’t they give us some private time? I complain about it all
the time, but the elders won’t change things, I would change a lot of
things if I was an Elder, like the sex drug they give us to keep our
sex drive down, I suppose it is one reason why I like to go to the
hologram room and blow the crap out of robots. But I won’t get the
chance to be an Elder as we will be on Minion! Yes, I know I am
supposed to keep the log data sensible and reviewable but I don’t
care, let me vent my anger out in the ship for once. Danny and I used
to make small explosive devices from the fabrication machines and put
them into the robots access panels with a time fuse, if we put it in
the back panel his head would blow off!
God, I can’t wait to walk on solid ground for the first time in my
life, I wonder what real grass feels like? Or the real smell of wild
flowers and rain on my face. There are so many things I want to
experience without being monitored. Imagine walking somewhere without
being watched, and talking to someone without it being recorded! I was
told by Danny that people used to be able to go anywhere and do almost
anything they wanted before the World Government came along, but it is
probably a myth, and we can only get bits of information on pre world
government times. I know we will probably have to have another implant
chip in our necks but I don’t care, let me get off this ship.
‘Will all personnel please make their way to the great hall?
This is it, the last meeting before the great exodus. I wonder if
there will be snow. The hologram room never did get snow right; we
couldn’t roll it into a ball because it was dry, they said wet snow
would do harm to the actual room.
I am now going to exit the log.
OK, here we are in the Great Hall. I can see the Elder-Leader
standing in his usual spot looking high and mighty, what a fool. I
remember Danny and I going to his quarters one night and putting an
explosive device in his robot, we made sure it was an extra strong
explosive compound, it blew his robots arms and legs off with the rest
of it landing on top of him, good times!
Message from the Elder-Leader:
‘Tomorrow we will come to the end of a very long journey. You don’t
need me to tell you what a momentous time this is. I just want to say
that my time as Elder-Leader was the most exciting time of my life.
You all know that I will reach my fortieth birthday next week, so it
is extra exciting for me to know that I will not be going into
storage, but will be initiating the bringing out of storage of all our
ancestors.
Thank you for your applaud and your support during my term of office.
Now, I would like to introduce the person who will be escorting our
beloved ship into orbit around Minior. District Officer-112523, will
be speaking to us through one of our robots- 21456.
‘We have been monitoring you all, and we have decided that we do not
want you here, you will be sent back to Earth immediately.’
The End...