Blast Off Prologue
Created | Updated Jul 29, 2009
James Smith grasped the lever as sweat trickled down his face and onto the helmets plastic covering.
He peered out the window at the hundreds of people below, waiting for the rocket to puncture the atmosphere and blast into space, to the moon. James smiled. His wife and kid were down there, egging him on. James had ginger hair and deep blue eyes, as a tear trickled down.
Next to him in the pilots seat was Thomas Jones, as nervous as he was, waiting for something bad to happen. Tom turned round and looked at James. He nodded and turned to look forward at the controls, his long brown hair in front of his grey, strong eyes.
In the UK Space Agency control room all systems were a, "Go-
"For lift off."
The COM went silent as James shivered with delight and terror.
"Lift off in 20 seconds. 19....18.....17....16...15...14...13...12...11...10..9..8..7..6..5"
"Good luck James." whispered Tom.
"Good luck Tom," James turned away and muttered a silent prayer.
"3..2..1.."
The rocket rattled and James was thrown back in his seat as the massive engines ignited and the fuel burst into the tanks.
"We have lift off!"
James felt g-forces rip past him as the clouds became as small as cotton wool. Fire swept past the window and ice outside melted in an instant just as the sky was split in two and the blue became black.
They were in space and who knew what wonders and terrors awaited them in the wide, ongoing, infinity of it all.
He peered out the window at the hundreds of people below, waiting for the rocket to puncture the atmosphere and blast into space, to the moon. James smiled. His wife and kid were down there, egging him on. James had ginger hair and deep blue eyes, as a tear trickled down.
Next to him in the pilots seat was Thomas Jones, as nervous as he was, waiting for something bad to happen. Tom turned round and looked at James. He nodded and turned to look forward at the controls, his long brown hair in front of his grey, strong eyes.
In the UK Space Agency control room all systems were a, "Go-
"For lift off."
The COM went silent as James shivered with delight and terror.
"Lift off in 20 seconds. 19....18.....17....16...15...14...13...12...11...10..9..8..7..6..5"
"Good luck James." whispered Tom.
"Good luck Tom," James turned away and muttered a silent prayer.
"3..2..1.."
The rocket rattled and James was thrown back in his seat as the massive engines ignited and the fuel burst into the tanks.
"We have lift off!"
James felt g-forces rip past him as the clouds became as small as cotton wool. Fire swept past the window and ice outside melted in an instant just as the sky was split in two and the blue became black.
They were in space and who knew what wonders and terrors awaited them in the wide, ongoing, infinity of it all.
