The fuel cells were at 17 percent and failing rapidly. The environmental scrubbers had gone offline in the night. Food and water were long gone. Jaled drank more Theloskan brandy, saluting the Universe for its infinite capacity to twist Fate.
As a cosmic volcanologist he'd evaded many fiery, molten deaths. How ironic then the asteroid impact that hammered Tralonkus IV out of its orbit and placed it on the fast track to a perpetual ice age.
With no relief ship near, Jaled's end was certain. His blueing lips offered a final bitter toast to the unexpected.