An excerpt from my story "Stars in space"

A little something from my short story.


“I really do hate the taste of liver” Tim, says out loud to know one in particular as he’s floating through his space ship watching a video on his 80’ molecular projector screen. I wonder when ill be able to go home, I’ve been out here for 5 years with no real human contact, sure I’ve seen people over the tele communication video but it’s not the same as seeing the people in person. I wish I could hold my wife again, smell her hair that she washes’s with that strawberry shampoo and her soft silky skin. As Tim was busy thinking about his wife an alert started to go through the system then another, and in a couple of moments his whole console was lit up with warnings and danger signs. Tim finally snapped out of his day dream and yelled out “computer report!” the computer responded in a females voice, “it seems that there is an meteor shower coming this way ETA: 5 minutes”.
“Shit I was hoping I wouldn’t run into this”, “Computer go to evasive actions and get the emergency pod ready!” “Right away” she purred back. As I realized that I didn’t have enough time to get out of the way from the asteroids u knew a crash landing needed to be done if I wanted to live.”Computer what galaxy are we in?” a couple seconds by when she said “it seems we have drifted into the Margabbe system: number of planets charted: zero.” As she said this my heart dropped, my calculations must’ve been wrong because I shouldn’t be on the edge of known galactic space. ”ok well I guess we go to plan B, Computer what’s the closet known planet to us?” “one moment please” another couple of seconds went by when she said “Planet Alpha5436”.
I checked the scanned recordings of the planet and found that it may actually be able to handle life “Computer set our course to Aplha5436! And step on it we only have two minutes left!”.”Command confirmed, new course Alpha5436.” I got in the pod and brought along as much food as I could and one picture of my wife, and got ready for the landing that could kill me in an instant.
Some people would say they would pray, or ask for forgiveness but I believed a long time ago that there is no god, and if there is one he has abandoned me long ago. So instead I wrote a letter on the molecular flat screen to my wife saying how I was sorry to her that I won’t be coming back and I wish I could change things and also put in the coordinates for Alpha5436. I sent out the beacon and waited the last thirty seconds in anticipation.