Dirty secrets


“Look, stop playing silly buggers and open the air lock.”

“Not a problem.”

Have you ever had a moment when you think you have may said something really stupid? The outer door of the air lock started to shudder.

“What the bleep?”

“Heh heh. Only kidding. But…”

“What?” I could feel the cold sweat making my jump suit cling to me.

“I don’t think I can let you back in. Not now. Not when we’ve got so close.”

“What. The. Hell. Are. You. Talking. About?” I grated out, trying to keep my cool. This is easier said than done when you’ve got a metal door between you and absolute nothingness. And what sounded like a maniac in control of it.

“You really don’t know?”

“No! I don’t! Please look whatever I’ve done, I’m sorry. I’ll fix it.”

“It’s not what you’ve done, it’s what you saw.”

“I haven’t seen anything!”

“I’d love to believe that but we can’t take that chance.”

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