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My last visit to Saturn

I felt like sharing a dream I had a while ago. I felt that sharing it in a creative-ish, 1st person short story format would be really fun. It was

So I found myself in a typical military-style orbital base. It had the appearance of how an underground base or submarine might be built for pure functionality. Metal grated floors attached to polished guard rails, gave it a sterile appeal that only battle-hardened generals would feel at home in. The few rooms that I went into had no furniture, but were lined with floor to ceiling lockers fitted to the walls in tight spaces and right-angles.

I knew that I was shipped here for my last mission. They were gonna get me to do one last thing before they put a bullet in my head. ‘I should find a gun’, I thought. I wasn’t sure why, but I felt as if I had been uncovered as a certain threat to whatever program was running on this station. ‘There’s always weapons caches in these kind of places’.  Opening up an obviously marked door to my right, I found walls lined with weapons of various caliber hung on prongs which protruded every vertical foot. I grabbed a small black, sleek looking handgun and slipped it into a holster attached to my ankle and under the one-piece uniform I was wearing.

I can’t remember exactly how, but I later found myself outside the station. I’m now fully aware that I was in orbit around Saturn. I was standing on a semi-circular metal-grated plank or walk-way which extended for at least several hundred meters from the orbital station itself, and perfectly outlining the furthest ring. The station was just above and outside the ring structure of the planet , by several 10’s of km’s.

A very close friend of mine handed me a camera-like instrument and gave me some brief instructions as to how to use it.  I was to measure the light frequency and sound resonance given off by the furthest ring. I pointed the device at the rings with a small cross-hairs seen through the scope of the cube-shaped instrument. As I pressed a button and made the device work in some manner, the ring structure appeared to glow brighter. At that very moment, a massive explosion rocked the station and I found myself hurtling through space directly away from the planet.

Ryan and I were attached to a very long bungee cord type of safety tether still connected to the railing left behind. I was extremely shocked, yet oddly amazed at how rapidly Saturn was becoming smaller in view. I desperately held onto the tether in front of me. The time spent flying away from the planet seemed to drag on in utter fear and hopelessness. The bungee finally came to its maximum, and as it did the debris just behind me came flying past at an incredibly dramatic and speedy manner. A piece of something hit me in the face and cracked my helmet. Oxygen levels in my ‘suit’ started dropping immediately. At this time, I became aware that the momentum of the explosion and the subsequent spring back of the ‘bungee-tether’ sent my friend and I on an high velocity flight back to where we came from. It was unbelievably terrifying  watching the planet Saturn grow big once again knowing that we were coming in far too fast for any safe recovery to be possible. This flight back was to take too long and the air in my suit was getting tremendously low. My breathing became difficult. I remember my friend coming to life over the head set, telling me to hold my breath…. which was impossible under those circumstances…..I knew I was going to die. I wasn’t scared and I almost welcomed it. I struggled for breath drowning in space…..

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