He couldn’t even remember how he had gotten into that room.
Had he been taken? Forced to walk into the room? Entered of his own accord?
He couldn’t remember.
The commander-in-chief rehearsed the speech once more. It was mostly a reassessment of what everyone already knew and the decision that had been on the table for a while: resources had ended and the solution lied in the past.
The man shouted:
- Aaaaahhhhhhh!
Desperation was setting in. He didn’t even worry if anyone could hear him, but he was probably by himself anyway.
The sun would settle soon.
- This is the right planet, isn’t it?
- Yes, sir, it is.
- But I thought we were supposed to find large quantities of fossil fuel that we’d be able to extract…