حضّرت سبيكة مكوّنات وجبة الغداء و صفّفتها على الطاولة. عاينت "المقادير" مطوّلاً مفكّرة إلى نفسها عن انطباع زوجها الذي سيتناول الوجبة لاحقاً، متمنيّة أن تحوز على رضاه أخيراً جاسم : ما هذا يا سبيكة لماذا لا يوجد سلطة و أين الماء الا ترين ريم تركض بلا ملابس ماذا كنتي تفعلي؟! فالتعذر لي يا جاسم لقدر سقطت سهواً ، ولم اعد اركز تم الكشف عن ثمار أعماله بعمق داخل مجمع الهرم ، وكشف عن التابوت الذهبي للفرعون. عندما كسر جاسم ختم التابوت his soul heard an echo of it inside himself. What scared him was that he had heard something answer him back from inside his mind. He had no idea who it was or how long he had been living in a capsule hotel in the Kamakura District. He didn't even know Japanese. He exited his pod carefully. The echoes between his soul and his mind continued as he adjusted to the gravity on the planet. Being in the pod for so long meant it took longer adjusting to the different gravity levels when he left it. He needed to calm the mind/soul echoes soon. He didn't want to die on this barren rock of an exoplanet. If he was to survive he must remain calm. Luckily he had prepared for this situation and no amount of weird gravity was going to prevent him from returning to his spaceship. Thinking quickly, he pushed the rocket retrieval button on his wrist and lo, the machine came putting toward him. He looked around the alien landscape one last time before climbing aboard."I'm not the man they think I am at home," he mused & 2 seconds later he was waving good-bye to them forever.

 

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Oooh. I really like how this one turned out.

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