A Cold Love
The main engine was in flames. How this happened, who knows. All I know is I’m speeding towards a dead planet with no control over where the fuck I’m going.
“Enigma, how much time do I have?”
“Collision with ground will take place in 43 seconds unless course is averted.” Enigma said calmly. Sometimes even the smartest of computers doesn’t have a brain.
Rushing up to the main deck, I grabbed the throttle, and pulled up as hard as I could.
A useless attempt to save the 6 men aboard this ship.
“Collision with ground will take place in 25 seconds” Enigma alerted.
Enigma, lock captains deck. Now!
“Lock attempt fa-” Enigma was cut off, and went silent.
“Enigma?” I screamed.
The ground was insight.
“Enigma, answer me! I command you!”
My life would end alone. Not even a mere supercomputer by my side…