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Copy write (c) M.Howeidi/aka/Zanymars
This was a joke my friends and I had... I decided to take up on the joke and wrote this,,,,
The Alyoon Story
HI. My name is Alyoon. I'm writing this history in hope that it will reach the home planet some day. I'm here with my friends Alyooneh, Alyan, Alyaneh.
We were taking a joy ride on my new transporter, Father gave it to me on my 16th name day. It was a sort of double celebration. It was Alyaneh's name day too. I admit I was speeding a little; at 16 I'm aloud to go 50 clicks faster than before so I was pretty exited. We were on our way to one of the moons for a private outing. The moon belongs to Alyan's father. We were all joking and just having fun when suddenly we felt a jolt. I don't what it was and neither did the others when I asked them a while ago.
We could activate the memory banks and see the footage from the outside recorders but it would take energy which we need to spare. I still don't know what the total damage is. The girls have gone to check it while my best friend Alyan tries to locate our position. (The boy is a genius around constellations.) He has his foot up; I think he hurt it but won't say. There are the girls, now I'll know the damage.
"We only have the landing thrusters working, barely, and life-support is holding up good." That was Alyooneh, our technical expert. "And the living quarters are functional at a minimum rate while the sick bay cubicle was not even scratched." Said Alyaneh who was just coming through the hatch. I nodded thinking, good.
I just had an idea, "We rewire the landing thrusters to act as main and go into the home planet's orbit. There they can tow us in." Alyan is up and walking or rather limping towards us. He has just said, "Won't work. It looks like that blast blew us out of orbit and system. We're in the Milky Way."
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