March 21st,
2037
0948
Dear Space
Diary.
Wait, YOU
have something to tell ME about the pit?
“Yeah. I do.
Why, do you have something to tell me?”
Er, maybe.
Possibly. But you first.
“No, no,
after you.”
I insist.
“I insist
harder.”
Ladies
first.
“I ain’t no
lady.”
I’m not
saying anything until you do.
“I saved
your life, you owe me.”
I offered
you a future, you owe me.
“We appear
to be at a stalemate.”
Yes.
“And there’s
only one way this can be resolved.”
Agreed.
0955
Best of
three?
1001
Best of –?
“No. Face
it. You lost.”
Fine. Do I
really have to tell you?
“Oh yes.
Hang on I’ll just sit down. Ah, that’s better. Ok, go.”
…Well –
“Too slow.”
Hey! You can’t
rush these things.
“I can.”
You’re
enjoying this, aren’t you.
“Immeasurably.
Anyway, I’ll be good now, I promise. Pray, proceed.”
…Well. While
you were sleeping the other day, I went back to check out the pit. I wanted to
see what the lightdogs were building, and I knew I couldn’t just ignore it. I
was worried it might be something that could get in the way of our attempts to
return home. And I knew NASA was up to something. I didn’t necessarily think it
was anything evil, but I had to know. Someone at NASA has been sending me
messages. Ones he didn’t want NASA to know he was sending. That’s how I found
out about the clone project. About the city.
“I see. And
so did you find out?”
I did. I
went into the pit and I found… a facility. I never saw the place you were in,
but I imagine it’s fairly similar. They’ve rebuilt it, Mary. The cloning is
happening again. Only this time they’re not using you. They’re using the other
Mary. The one I found. She survived her fall, and they’re regrowing her as they
grow the other clones.
“She’s… she’s
alive? The facility is working?”
It is. I
know this must come as terrible news to you. To know that the thing you
destroyed is running once again. And I promise you, I will stop it. That’s why
I wanted to come back out here. My messenger asked me to stop the cloning. But
I can’t kill them. I won’t murder to stop it. I want to find a way to shut down
the facility without killing the clones. They’re alive now. I think they’ve
earned a shot at proving they deserve it.
“I… I can
respect that. I’m just amazed. I had no idea the facility was working. I thought,
after I escaped, after the other Mary… I thought that was it. Nothing left but
to go home.”
I know it
must come to a shock to you. And I’m sorry I lied to you Mary.
“It’s ok. Really.
I know you had your reasons.”
…So, what
did you have to tell me?
“Oh that’s
easy. It’s not NASA’s facility. It’s mine.”
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