Well that seemed urgent.
That would put the asteroid here in the next few months. I couldn't believe their foresight in getting off of Terra Durom. They must have been really well organized and put a lot of faith in their scientists that they had their math right. I can't imagine a world more opposite to my own. I could almost guarantee there would be wars fought over leaving versus not leaving.
I began to hope that the calculations in this newspaper were correct. If our calendar was right then I still had some time to get off of Terra Durom with the rest of the crew. Our organization would be sorely disappointed that the colonization of Terra Durom would not go through, but what could we do?
That didn't give us much time. Perhaps if we returned quickly we would have time to come back for one last mission before the impact?
I decided to go outside to get some fresh air. This was old news for this world, but the earth was shaking to me.
The sun was on its way down to the horizon. There was a nice cool breeze and I got another whiff of the air. I couldn't believe how clean it was. This place was just like our world, but better. They had figured out ways to live more efficiently, yet they were still forced to leave this paradise.
I figured that we might not get another chance to view this technology, and I will most likely face some sort of penalty for stowing away in the first place. So I went back inside and started to take some notes on my surroundings. I only had a few days to get as much out of this place as possible, before I would have to return to the crew.
