Skip peeked over the side of the tarnished food crate and saw them, the towering government troopers. They were advancing out of the dropship. Soon, he began to hear crack after crack and soon the whole platform was consumed by battle. Skip ran, he didn’t know where he was fleeing, but he had to or else he would be put as a traitor and executed. Then, he saw a crowd of colonists ahead who were flagging him down. Skip felt a sharp pain in his back and a lingering burn. He fell to the ground, hit his head and saw nothing but blackness. *Slouching out of the elevator and heading toward the living complex. Skip was tired of the work he had to do in order to support his family. He caught out of the corner of his eye, a supply box spilling out smaller crates of “food”. The sight brought joy to his eyes as he ran toward it as if it were the last supplies they were getting for years! These supply drops were only frequent enough to sustain the colony. *”Here’s yours!”. *The voice surprised Skip as he was rummaging through the pile of crates. He guessed it had to be Lucky …show more content…
*“Thanks Lucky!” he thanked as he ran. *The platform was usually very plain in terms of decoration and even the living complex was covered in the plague of bland. He continued to walk toward his room through the beige hallways. He walked through the opaque barrier that prevented anyone from entering his room. He unsealed the crate which contained a block of vital nutrients which were supposed to sustain him for 2 weeks. He heard a creak and what sounded like a chirp. “Who’s there?” He questioned, rapidly flashing his eyes across the room. *He never figured what that was and left his room to dispose of his waste. He noticed that Lucky was there, too doing the exact same thing. In the end, he was just too worn out to even say hi to her. As soon as he got back to his warm room, he just passed out on the bed and sunk into a deep