When Al Clark begins his new life alone and confused. Christopher Morris is the first person he meets and has spent almost a year trapped in the habitat ring of the Excaliber. The following is from Chris’ journal documenting his ordeal. Christopher’s Journal is currently FREE.
AL CLARK ~ Christopher’s Journal ~
FOREWARD
Chris woke three days ago when his stasis chamber shut down and the lid popped open. A safety mechanism buried deep within the bowels of the pod decided it was time for him to wake up.
He is sixteen years old and fresh out of Space Academy. This is his first experience with stasis. For the first few days the after effects of the hibernation unit left him confused and disoriented, to the point where it was difficult to function.
After staggering into the corridor he entered the nearest room to spend the first few days lying in the bare bed. In time his head stopped pounding and he could move about without getting dizzy. A quick inspection of the compartment told him he had stumbled into a suite of aged and unused living quarters.
Lighting in the neutral gray passageway was minimal, with every third lighting panel lit; creating long shadows. When he stepped into any of the compartments the lighting rose to normal, reassuring him the ship was not without power. The offending hiber-pod was stuffed into a small compartment sandwiched between living quarters, which were staggered down the long curving corridor of the expansive habitat ring.
None of the computer terminals were operational, and all the rooms off the passageway seemed unused and worn by time. The lack of clues available to explain his predicament was disturbing. He was told he would wake in a medical facility staffed with white coated professionals. His current circumstances were far from the case. There are no hibernation specialists to ease his transition to the waking world. No soft clean bed to recover in. No smiling experts. Whether he lives or dies has been left to his own resources.
The living quarters are unfurnished and include a small unused shower. Some of the suites have an extra room for couples with a child. All are empty with stale air and a slight odor of decay.
Christopher Morris is soon to turn seventeen years old while trapped aboard a silent, empty starship. His short blonde hair and brown eyes make him appear even younger. Although, at six foot-two inches tall he has to duck to get through the compartment hatchways.
From this point forward his existence depends on whether he is clever enough to save himself. He is a methodical boy by nature; intending from the day of liftoff to document his experience of traveling to a new planet. His entries in the book started much sooner than he thought. The following is his journal.
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