Living Corpse- A Conclusion to Space 1999, Earthbound
3 Days…
3 Days have passed since the ship left the Moon.
All of the crew are in stasis, expect for Simmonds.
Trapped alive in an unbreakable box in a space craft not expecting to arrive at their destination (Earth) until 75 Years.
"Why, why did I… Why me. I… I just want to go home. If only… "
The Commissioner said to himself as his breathing slowly became heavy.
"The oxygen will run out, and I will suffocate.
I now know what's worse than death… knowing death is coming to you, but you do not know when it will come but you cannot do anything to save your…
Yourself."
He turned over, crying at the thought of his imminent demise.
"Koenig, he might've saved me. If only I let him carry on, that retched computer might've chosen someone else. I guess this is my imprisonment for attempting to murder them. Oh I have wasted my life, my future, my chances of returning to earth alive. Now I'm stuck in this box for 70 years or so?"
He then went to sleep, with nothing to do.
Just then, there was a sound. Unlike the normal sound of the machine.
"What happened? Have we landed? Has the ship malfunctioned?"
It was Zantor stasis chamber.
There were lights flickering.
Then his hand moved, then his face.
He got up and looked at Simmonds.
Simmonds looked perplexed.
"Whuh, what… have… have we landed?" He spoke.
Zantor stasis chamber opened; he got out.
"Commissioner Simmonds." He said, "What you have done was irrational, but no one would deserve the fate of live entrapment in a container for a long period of time."
"But…hat happened." Simmions asked.
"Because you insisted on returning to earth so quickly. There was no time for our computer to calculate your body matrix for stasis. So we left you in your chamber as we went into ours." Zantor said.
"But, oh." Simmonds said realizing what he had done. "But why have you come out of stasis now. I don't feel like 70 years have passed."
Zantor explained as he let Simmonds out.
"I reprogrammed my chamber so that it would bring me back in 3 days for you to calm down so I could calibrate your chamber." Zantor said.
"I… I understand. I, thank you for your mercy." Simmonds said.
"Even though you have endangered the lives of the inhabitants of Moon base Alpha, there is no place on this ship for more death." Zantor said.
Zantor calibrated Simmonds chamber and they both went back into their chamber's.
"Zantor, thank you for helping me." Simmonds said as he slowly drifted into his 74 years, 363 days and two-hour sleep.