It was supposed to be a trip for freedom. A trip that would grant him freedom. Yet he never agreed to being welded into some machine that had never been tested before, lacking much of anything inside of the ship. There was one seat at the front with a window, and then at the very back of the ‘ship’ there was a button and screen. A screen that provided a light source when lit up with an image.

Simon had felt his unease growing as time crept on, but just before the vessel was sealed, there was an addition. One that shouldn’t have been possible.