The Scourge Between Stars

by Ness Brown

“… is … the Atalanta. Something—ssssss—ollow … xima. It’s … the ship. Wa—ssssss—epeat, warning … ssssss—ssssss—ssssss … on’t … epeat, don’t … ssssss. This is Captain Isidora of the Atalanta. I—ssssss—anyone listening. Please. Don’t open the door.”

It had been cheaper to take to the heavens than to try to undo the environmental sins of twenty-first-century capitalism.