37 - The Thought

Esa lay there, the drugs taking over as her body, the automatic systems rendering her incapable of action. A many thousand year journey, one that many of them would not survive. She had a terrible thought. An unfortunate thought. A nagging little what if. Perhaps Chronus Extent hadn’t been a temporal power station. What if, it had been an attempt at a ship with a warp drive. The solar panels; a superfluous accessory to a generation ship. A warp drive capable of a thousand times the speed of their conventional engines. If that were so, oh, what a waste this trip would have been, what a waste of technological potential… and then mental silence, Snores. Or the metabolic equivalent of such.