Autumn on Mars
A science fiction novelette by Matthew Crane.
Coldbrook Citizen 127-b J.P. Clarke – Seismologist
Personal Log 8256
Begins:
It’s gonna be one of those Fridays again, isn’t it?
...
Hmmffffffffffff
...
I’ve got 4, 4 and a half hours till Rattigan starts bugging me for
“just a simple little report”. The geology of the planet isn’t going
to completely change over lunch.
...
Uuugh
I need to get more sleep.
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And then there’s the girls just gallivanting around somewhere! They’re probably in that... crevasse again. I told her, you’re gonna get stuck in that thing. If I had a penny for every time I’ve lost them out there I’d... probably have all the pennies that we even brought with us.
...
Well, Lucky me.
I’m gonna get a call through at half 8, just when it looks like I’m going to hit Rattigan’s stupid deadline... No Doc, I can’t just leave them out there till I’m done running your little errand you...
sociopathic...
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Hmmmmmmmmmffff
I’m gonna have to see if Topher’s free to check in on them. He owes me for... that thing I’m not supposed to mention.
...
Disregard that. It’s just a little... Game that...
Log Suspended
Incomming Message:
“It has come to our attention that a Rover, serial number AE7B-6, has been taken from the Westgate Staging Grounds. Any information on the whereabouts of Rover AE7B-6 must be reported to the Administrator’s office immediately.”
-Administrator D. Andrey
Message Ends
Log Resumes:
Ohhhhh...
I thought Dan had knocked some sense into those idiot Botanists, finally.
Hmmm...
Log Suspended
Outgoing Message:
“No Idea, but I’ll keep an eye out”
Message Ends
Log Resumes:
Right. Sure gonna be looking outside a lot today.
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Right, Right. Work.
It’s definitely gonna Friday.
Friday.
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