Here is my latest piece of Five Sentence Fiction. The prompt for this week was ALONE.
Alone in the Deep
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The sound of my own labored breathing is the only accompaniment to my frantic thoughts. My mind keeps cycling through the same disturbing mantra, threatening to drive me to madness before I can reach my own end: “They’re all dead, and it’s my fault.”
The black depths of space mirror my state of mind perfectly as I think about how I brought this upon us all, and that if I had listened to the captain when she argued that it wasn’t safe to bring a stranger on board her ship, none of this would have happened.
I meant well, striving as always to help others, but that brings me no comfort now as my own death draws near. As the low oxygen warning flares to life, the alarm mingles with my ragged breaths, and it will continue to fill my spacesuit until it is the only sound that remains.