The station was always eerie at night. To preserve circadian rhythm cycles it had two modes, day mode and night mode. During the 'day' the nano-lattice embedded in the large station windows portrayed a

Alex didn't struggle or resist. He nodded once at the hall drone and followed the escort away. Victor watched dumbly as his only real friend on the station was taken to be put on ice. He felt ashamed at

source There were a few moments of sheer panic as Victor spun out toward the stars. "Shit shit shit shit." He took two deep breaths and reached for his air release. Small pufts of air out out

There was a small crowd gathering. Victor cursed his luck on being just out of sight of the A.I. Sometimes he could convince himself that the A.I. blind spots were due to budgetary constraints. Instances

Chapter 1: Calm Before the Storm Victor Vance pressed the back of his left hand against the cool half an inch thick nano-glass, the only thing separating him from the dark oblivion outside. It wasn't the