Chapter 2: Shove
An hour passed by, and still no reception from Houston. Mordecai was becoming incredibly stressed out. This wasn't good at all. But at lease there was still Internet on the station. For now.
Three weeks before the journey to space, North Korea had threatened the world that they finally had the weapons to destroy the world, and were going to set them off in a matter of time. However, USA didn't believe it. Despite this, war still commenced. And it was occurring just as Mordecai went up above Earth.
Now, the Blue-Jay sat on his computer built by NASA. The news articles were filled with "World War 3: The Final War.", "WW3 Causing Great Stress", and other things. It scared Mordecai, but it also fascinated him. At least he wasn't on the planet to go through it. But sadly, his wife and daughter was. When he first decided to go up there, the first thing he did was promise his wife that he would come home one day.
"Mordecai, please." She begged.
"I love you, Margaret, but I want to see outside of this world. I promise, Next Year we can talk once more. I promise I'll take you out to the most fanciest resturaunt."
"I don't want that. I want to be with you everyday of my life. That's why we married."
Mordecai stood forlorn in the kitchen. There was his doubt. But he had to fight off the urge to be upset.
"Don't worry, Hon. Everything will be fine."
A lot of good that saying was now when he was all alone in space. This sucked. But not as much as what happened next.
The radio staticed up, and finally, a message came through:
"Hello Mordecai. It's Cory here. I wish I could tell you this live rather than as a message, but It's really the best I can do for now. We have some crazy shit going on down here...I Don't even know where to begin. Even if I wanted to bring you out of orbit, I don't have the guys to do it. We need you to just stay put up there for now. It would be a better idea than bringing you down here at a time like this. North Korea actually did it...this time... I'm sorry Mordecai...I'm so sorry.
Cory, hurry,we're evacuating-"
The message cut out. Mordecai was emotionless. How would he respond to this? For a brief second, he was brain dead. But then he decided to break his own silence.
The Blue-Jay grabbed the radio, and talked.
"Okay, now I don't know what kind of message that was, and If my mind is still in tact, then we are NOWHERE near the month of October, so If we're doing some kind of mission extension, I do not consent and I would like to know what's up."
The reception was bleak.
"Listen, you assholes, I need to know what is going on. If this is a test of Stress and Isolation, then you can stop, because I am very isolated, and I am VERY stressed."
Still nothing.
"If the line is open enough for that message to come through, then I know you can hear me and I would really appreciate knowing what the hell is going on!"
Silence, still.
"Houston, do you copy? HOUSTON, DO YOU READ? FUCK!"
Mordecai was becoming panicked. This was nothing related to the mission. The only reason he even went up here was because he wanted to test if the station was good for use. But now, he was stranded up here. He needed help.
Immediately, he got on his computer and sent an email to his family.
"Hon, It's Mordecai. I'm gonna be here longer than I thought. I'll explain why when I can."
He had hope that it would work. But then he looked out the window. Mordecai's jaw dropped. He didn't see the Earth he once lived on. He saw a white sphere. No Blue, No Green. Just pure white. There was no going home.
Chapter 3 on Thursday, March 17!