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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Outgoing (05/05/11)

TITLE: The Cargo Hold
By dub W


We watched the earth clock for no other reason than it gave us a reason to sleep, wake, eat, and so on. I am told that the clock was set at U.S. Central time because the person who set it up was from Missouri or Kansas or the like. And, so we sat on a makeshift bench, and stared at the clock. The digital numbers clicked 8 a.m., which meant somewhere breakfast was being served. For me, breakfast was little more than a machine created protein bar and small bottle of nutritional liquid. Both were provided to keep all of us, crew included, alive and well while we journeyed through uncharted space. It was our one and only meal of the day, although we got an ounce of water at 4 p.m. This had been our routine for nearly a month but still all we seemed to encounter was more ‘space.’

Exactly one hundred and thirty seven days ago scientists discovered a hole in the atmosphere, which seemed to extend into space and beyond. Not exactly a wormhole, or a black hole, just an un-categorized opening in the space surrounding earth. And, it appeared to have no end.

There was nothing incoming from this space, and unmanned probes sent rocketing into the space simply disappeared only to reappear in the earth’s atmosphere as if they had made a u-turn. Everything outgoing became incoming.

The decision was made to send explorers into the hole to determine what our probes could not tell us. But my presence was pure accident – of fate, it you will. Technically, I was a highly paid light bulb changer. My job was to insure all of the little lights, LEDs, and other illuminated things worked properly.

While the ship’s flight crew was going through their many checklists my crew and I were on board going through all of the routine light and electrical checks. Somewhere along the line, we were NOT told to leave, so while we sat in the cargo hold waiting patiently for the door to open and be ushered out, the ship left the launch pad. We bounced around for a while, and then finally crawled onto a maintenance walkway, ergo bench. Thankfully the cargo hold was pressurized. There we held onto cables and netting until the ship settled into it’s journey.

Once the crew discovered we six “stow-a-ways”, there was little they could do. As I understood, the crew immediately started planning to abort the mission, but discovered they couldn’t. Apparently, the ship was not in their actual control. Indeed, nothing leaving the planet heading into the hole could be guided by anything designed by humankind. At least it seemed that way to me, but I’m just a light bulb changer sitting on a makeshift bench in the hold of a space ship as I write this.

Part two of this saga. Remember, everything fired into the hole over the first one hundred and six days always came back. The fact of the matter is that we have not. That is to say, we have not made the same curve back into earth’s atmosphere. We are, as I said, ‘outgoing.’ And, there seems to be nothing that can be done about it.

Finally, I offer a bit of philosophy. If you are reading this, it means that our ship, or some portion of it, was found, albeit without me, the writer and light bulb changer. However, you see, as a Christian, that’s okay.

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Fiona Stevenson05/13/11
I like this - especially the two parts of the final paragraph: wondering which bit returned and was found, and where? And rejoicing in the fact of the MC's ultimate destination, which confidence, sadly, too few people have. Good writing. Gos bless you.
Catrina Bradley 05/16/11
My only complaint - I wanted this to be longer. :) Top scores in creativity, for sure.
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 05/16/11
This is just a tiny page out of what could be developed into an all out sci/fi book that I would actually read and enjoy. You did a great job with this. I did feel a tad confused here and there but I think if you would let me look at the sentences that ended up on the cutting room floor it would penetrate my thick and tired head. Great job in pulling me in and keeping the suspense going.
Helen Curtis05/17/11
This is excellent! I love sci-fi (thanks to my hubby!) and this story grabbed me immediately. I especially love that they were not meant to be on the ship - I wonder whos butt was kicked on earth for that mistake (or was it...?!). Oh yes, this could so easily be expanded with so many twists and turns. Truly wonderful!
Theresa Santy 05/18/11
Ohmygosh I loved this. It was delighfully ironic. And funny!

Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 05/20/11
Congratulations on placing 10th in your level! I'm glad this piece received some recognition as it was one of my favorites.