I gazed out of the window, at the earth slowly being encompassed by the ever-growing sun. My home was just destroyed in a blink of an eye. All that history, gone. The memories of our little brothers playing catch with their friends, all the times you laughed with your friends at the mall. Everything we knew, just disappeared without a trace.

As the ship flew away from the red sun, I wiped away my last tear and stood up from the cold metal seat. My feet knew where they were going as I listened to the silence. The same silence that used to bring happiness. Peace from the chaos of everyday life. Now, chaos was all I wanted. I wanted someone to do something crazy in this overly-ordered world I am forced to live in.

My thoughts wandered as guilt overwhelmed my brain. The sun wasn’t supposed to expand, ever. I made sure of that. It was my job as the head of World Sciences to make sure this exact situation never happened. Snapping back to reality, I strode to the kitchen. The smell of pasta filled my nose as I walked closer. Reaching toward the door, I felt a strange chill down my spine. The lights flickered off, and before I could react, I felt everything spin and turn black.

I opened my eyes, no longer in the spaceship. I was in a green meadow, full of flowers. A strange sense of deja-vu washed over me as I turned around and saw a house. This house was so small and quaint. I heard gasps of surprise from behind me. I turned around to see a cascade of humans. Even more confused, I turned back toward the house, with a new curiosity. Life was fading away, I could feel it. So I walked toward the house, despite the cries I heard behind me. Then, as I reached for the door knob, I woke up.

I sat up from the floor, more confused than ever. The people I’d seen, they were all dead. I scrambled to the main control room and dashed toward the radio to contact anyone nearby. There was no response, I was alone. Finally, I broke. Everyone and everything I once knew was gone, and it was my own fault. I stared mindlessly at the view outside the window. I examined the pastel-colored gases swirling together and molding. The stars and galaxies shining brightly, throughout the entire sky. It was a beautiful sight. I felt hope return to my body, making me glow with the promise of something new.

I was going to live, and I was going to find a civilization, and let them know that we did exist. I would help them thrive, as the humans once did. I drifted away from the pain and sadness. I could feel all the support my dead friends had for me. I was a miracle, and I was going to fix this mess.