I waited for a few minutes, I heard the crew talking, then laughing. I hoped that was a good sign. I could feel the pull of gravity under my butt, so I could only assume we were on a planet.
I unstrapped myself and went into the cock pit. The crew was screaming and celebrating. Outside I could see large boosters. We climbed outside and we were standing next the the space shuttle on the launch pad. In the distance we could see several rescue vehicles driving to the platform with their lights flashing.
We couldn't believe we were home.
We were confined to quarantine for about a month as they debriefed us and did tests. They had thought we perished in the rift. It was their only explanation as to why we didn't return. The captain had covered for me all along. He tried to explain that I had passed out in the cargo bay during a last minute inspection and they didn't even know I was on board. Seemed like a flimsy story, but they accepted it. They were excited to have us back, and to look over the information we brought with us.
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