Four simple words written behind the podium in the training room. I've logged weeks of flight time since then, but of all the things I learned in flight school.. those four words always stand out.

Not today.

Sure it's been close to killing me plenty. And the further away from colonized space I get, the more chances it's going to have. But for now I'm safe, clinging to the floor of a crater on some metal-rich rock on the way to the 'Quantum World.'

Time to heat up some rations and log some bunk time.

o7