Ship in a Storm by Crystal L. Kirkham

Ship in a Storm
Crystal L. Kirkham

Tholins. That rich biomaterial we dared to harvest from the red spot was the only thing keeping us alive. Stuck in one of Jupiter’s turbulent bands. Unable to escape the brutal winds that tossed us around like debris in an ocean.
We waited for rescue. Five days. I braced myself as the ship shuddered and shrieked. Three days and we’d be dead. Hull integrity was degrading.
I kept silent, smiled at the rest of the walking dead. They smiled back.
Another shuddering shriek and wind whistled past me. Hull breach. We’d gotten too close. Three days was now three minutes.

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