It’s Sunday and that means it is once more time for six sentences from Revenant, my ongoing Six Sunday Science Fiction Serial. For the past 17 weeks I have been sharing this story with six sentences at a time and I hope that you’re not groing bored of seeing Ryan’s progress through the derelict ship. I hope not, because I’m not getting bored of writing it and besides… things are just about to get really interesting
As always, this scene picks up immediately following last week’s six sentences, so if you want to catch up or need a recap then just follow this link.
Here it is…
His target supposedly rested in cryo-chamber 207, roughly fifty metres from the door in front of him. The computer showed that the doctor’s chamber remained functional, with all readings within normal operational parameters.
He lifted the rifle to his shoulder, and took several calming breaths. From here on in, every shot was critical, just one stray plasma blast and the entire mission could be blown. The future of the entire human race hinged upon the next few seconds.
“Don’t fuck this up,” he said, as he opened the door.
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