Short Short Story Fiction
...."We should wait. We don't know whats down there"
Mac's finger hovered over the retro button as he continued to peer out the portal. "We have been over this before Chris. We can't stay here."
"We have a better chance of rescue if we stay here!", Chris replied.
"NO WE DON'T! - SHIT", Mac yelled back. "We lost the ship three months ago. Eight light years from Sol means no communication trace back for at least a month. Then they MIGHT mount a rescue mission. The time to contact with our last known position, another two years at least. Really Chris, REALLY, you think they are coming for us? You want to spend another two years in this life pod?"
"It is safer here, the risk factors are known. Down there is the unknown.", was his calm reply.
"Down there is life. There is no living here Chris, only endless waiting. I can't live like that.
Mac's finger pressed the button and the pod began to shudder......
An ongoing experiment in very short fiction based on a random image. Other examples of this project can be found here.