Created for the tw100 LJ community challenge prompt #242, "sun"
Warning: suicide themes
The ship headed toward the sun. As it came closer, warnings flashed and beeped as the systems failed one-by-one.
Jack sat in his seat, heat making him sweat immensely, as he sipped on his too hot hypervodka.
He welcomed the pain.
Dry tear tracks stained his face. He was past the point of tears and grief and sorrow. All the faces of his friends, his lovers of the past thousands of years flashed through his mind as he craved oblivion.
He wanted to stop.
Suddenly, panic gripped his heart as the TARDIS materialized around him.
"No, please let me go!"