Mission Log 1:04 – A Long Way Down

Stomping away from pretty-boy Ford felt good for about three seconds. I’ll nurse a grudge, no doubt about that; there’s no use forgiving people who don’t deserve it, in my opinion.

Still, it only took a few steps into the darkness for me to realize that storming away from the safety of the group— when we were stranded in an unknown station with unknown dangers—was a pretty childish move.

Yes, I was tired to the point of deliriousness, and I’m sure that played into my temper tantrum. But mo...