by Chris Bannor

I did everything by the book, followed every rule and regulation. None of that matters now.

I can see inside the window and nothing changes the judgement they passed. I want to scream that I did what I had to so we could survive.

The ship gets further away as they continue to watch.

I try to keep my face still, but terror eats away at me, and pain is etched in my bones. I turn my head and my body rotates. Now there is no one to see my last moments.

There’s no witness in the void of space.

Chris Bannor