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Ever since I was very young, I wanted to be an astronaut. It was my biggest dream. Mom said that the first time I went outside during the night, I stared at the moon for a very long time. She used to joke with me and say it was fate telling her that one day, I’d be up there with those stars.
And she was right.
I’m telling you, I don’t believe in fate. Never have, never will, but it’s always seemed like something was calling me from beyond the atmosphere. Beyond our solar system, even. I’ve traveled so far, to so many places out of most people’s reach. We haven’t reached light-speed travel yet, but then again, folks back in the 2000s were complaining about not having flying cars.
Guess we’ll never have either. Did I forget to tell you? Sorry, my brain’s all in a flurry, and I’m not sure why I’m even recording this, given that I don’t know if it’s possible to send transmissions through the fabric of the universe, not to mention our current state; the sun just got hit.
It’s not the sun you’re probably thinking of, by the way. If this worked, then you’ll still be in the Milky Way galaxy, in the Terran solar system. Humanity has moved more than once since then. Sometimes, if I’m being perfectly honest, I wonder what we had to leave behind each of those times.
Gosh, I’m wasting time. People have been theorizing about warps in the space-time continuum for a really long time, but I think this must be the first recorded instance by the human race. The last one too, now that I think about it.
Well, yeah. The sun’s been hit with something, that appeared out of nowhere – which should be impossible, by the way! So the only thing I can think of is a rip in the universe. Maybe it was a stupidly large meteor, maybe it was a planet. Maybe it was Earth from another universe. Shoot, I have to hurry. I only have, what, eight minutes? I feel like I should be crying. Or something, at least, to mourn everyone and everything I’ve ever known.
Let me start from the beginning. A few days ago, this big-ass piece of space rock appeared. I didn’t pay too much attention to what the scientists back home were calling it, because I was a little preoccupied with the fact that they said it was going to hit the sun and destroy everything. So, being who I am, I started building this. If this can get back through to someone- anyone, really- maybe in another universe we won’t all be dead.
Scratch that, actually. I’m pretty sure that the leaders have some type of plan in place to get the most important officials out of the system in case something like this ever happened. So maybe at least a few people will survive, right?
I’m sorry. I have to hurry. The techs back on surface were able to calculate when the thing would hit the sun, and that’s why I’m sending this now instead of making any more changes to the frequency, any more fine-tuning that might actually help this get through. And that’s why I’m really hoping this will work. I mean, come on, having a legacy that crosses the universe sounds pretty cool, right?
I have, like, a minute left. This is stressful. You never really think about what your last words are gonna be, do you? I think I’m hyperventilating or something. I have a wife, you know? We got married just about two years ago. I was scheduled to return from my voyage a few days before our anniversary.
Y’know, if fate is real, I’m pretty sure she’s a bitch. And I lied about not thinking about my last words. Vinya, I love y-
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