You Expect to Die...

You close your eyes tightly, and clench your fingers into the armrests on your seat, fully expecting to die at any moment. You manage to get off a quick prayer to your deity, pleading for mercy on your soul as the shuttle continues its path towards its impending doom.

There is a slight buffeting as the shuttle approaches the cliff wall--you know you're dead for sure now--and then the ride suddenly smoothes out again?!?!?

You certainly must be dead... or are you? You open your eyes and look out the window, and... and see a hangar? The window darkens over again, and the door suddenly hisses open.

Standing in front of the door is a fearsome looking trio of guards, 2 kneeling, 1 standing. All have rather large rifles pointed at you. The standing one speaks first.

Who are you, Why Are You, And How are You?

How do you answer?

Back to Base Delta

Fleet Commander Samhain