Chapter One: Waking up

Leave aside things beyond your reach, was the first thing that I came up with when I felt miserably alone with the surrounding, thoughts, and most importantly the civilization. I am here at a space ship known as "Oxmoz" as it says on the almost everything that I see here as an object; the fridge, the doors, the control panel etc. Completely forgotten myself as I see a deep wound (mostly healed) at my head, looking outside the window and I see nothing but sand. I knew what was coming for me and days starting to pass without time and nothing but the concerns of survival. The walls of the ship started to fill as I dragged my pen across with the word "hope". How valuable you must be to me; Someday, I shall meet you. Committed to what I have recognized, I start my journey to reach out.

Dear civilization,

Don't concern yourself with the matters of my situation. It is as real as anything I have ever experienced, but if you understood it, you would know that such a statement makes as little sense as saying that I have been dead. However, I am content that I have more insight than the common man and all I see is hope. How valuable you are to me! I write, with...

Wait for me.

I call myself...

My memory faded like a snowflake in the water. The clues I started to examine the ship for. It carried on for days. Until I found a suspicious hidden file in the closet.

End of chapter 1.