February 11th,
2037
0810
Dear Space
Diary.
NASA
re-established communication overnight. Incredibly relieved to get their
message. Hopefully they’ll get the phones working too; would be great to hear
another human voice, even if it is just a grumpy, overworked NASA technician. They’ve
advised that’s very unlikely. We’re too far out for conventional real time
conversations, and it gets really annoying to have to wait 30 minutes between
each response.
Thought
about explaining my attempt to return home via Japanese legend, but decided
giving any indication that I’d gone mad might affect:
a) Their
test results, and
b) Their
desire to find a way to get me back home.
So instead I
told them the origami cranes were brought on by boredom and a possible overdose
of nutritional paste.
0900
NASA do not
have a way to get me home. The ship has now gone well beyond its intended
maximum speed, which has affected the ability to perform any course alterations.
Non ftl engines are unable to cope with the speed we’re travelling. They’ve
assured me that the next prototype has already fixed this problem. I’ve assured
them that I’m more concerned with the current prototype.
They advised
me they are actively working on ways to turn the ship around. Will keep me
posted of all possibilities.
Hopefully
before they try them.
1100
I’ve asked
what I should be doing in the meantime. Due to the fact that I am now well
beyond the realms of human explored space – not even unmanned ships have ever been
this far– NASA have asked me to observe “all passing astral bodies and
elements, for possible exploration.”
In other
words, they’d like me to look out the window.
1130
Asked them
to pass on a message. The embarrassed response I got was that they had yet to
tell anyone else on Earth what has happened, as it’s “a bit of a public
relations nightmare.” According to them, I’m still due back in ten days.
We agree on
the nightmare part. She doesn’t even know.
Truth be
told though, I am relieved to be able to communicate again, and to know there may
be a chance of coming home.
1520
They’ve sent
me some newspapers so I can keep up with what’s happening on earth. That should
cheer me up.
1530
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