His eyes slowly opened. Everything was hazy and bright.
Where was he? He couldn’t quite remember. He blinked his eyes a few times and the world around him started to come into focus. It was so bright though. He squinted his eyes, but everything was still too hazy to make out effectively.
He lifted his arms to give his eyes a good rub, but they ran into something. He blinked a few more times and took a look around with squinted eyes. He could just make out that he was in what seemed to be a glass-topped coffin. That’s when it all started coming back to him.
He wasn’t actually in a coffin; he was standing in a stasis pod aboard the Ericksson spacecraft. He was scheduled to wake up four days before their destination was reached, so he assumed that was what was happening.
He quickly found the hatch release button to his right and opened the stasis pod. He went to step out of the pod, but there was no gravity. Instead of stepping down onto the floor he floated off and hit his head on the ceiling of the room. It hurt like a bitch too, but when he tried to yell in pain, nothing came out but a hoarse moan. He laughed inside a bit thinking, “Well, that’s what 6 months of not talking will do to ya.” He floated there, rubbing his eyes for a bit and trying to get his bearings.
More of the room was starting to come into focus now. The room was long and narrow with a door at one end. Everything was white, and metal. The ceiling arched across the short width of the room and had multiple support beams running along it. Six stasis pods where lined up against the wall, with each remaining pod holding a sleeping person. That’s right, it was his job to get the ship ready for everyone else’s awakening. There was a small control panel with just a monitor and keyboard on the wall opposite the stasis pods.
He pushed off the ceiling and headed over to the panel. There was a large square visible on the monitor with the words “Please place hand here” written above it. So he did was he was told. His hand was then scanned and the screen changed, asking him if he wanted to initiate artificial gravity. He pressed yes.
Suddenly he dropped to the floor. He stood up and tried to walk, but threw up instead. The nausea from being so quickly introduced to gravity had kicked in, so he curled up into a ball, waiting for it to pass.
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