52. Nebula of One - Leslie

• FADE IN:


• EXT. THE HOlMBERG II NEBULAE - NIGHT


• LIEUTENANT EMMALEE RATCHAPORN drifts in small circles, her body limp in the void of space.


• Star clusters burn brightly around her, and colorful patches of star dust spiral in towards the nebula that is all at once below, above, and beside her.


• Everything around her spins towards the massive darkness at the center of the nebula.


• Inside the visor of her worn, dusty space suit, her lips are dry and peeling, her eyes red from weeks in the void.


• She sings softly, nonsensically to herself.


• LIEUTENANT EMMALEE RATCHAPORN
• I'm ready, I'm ready...let's just finish this...I'm ready...


• She reaches downwards towards the darkness as she spins faster towards the abyss.


• A barely visible shock wave ripples below her, closer and closer.


• She stretches her hands towards the wave, and as her gloves touch it, they dissolve, stretching and blowing away, atoms sucked into the black hole.


• LIEUTENANT EMMALEE RATCHAPORN
• Threshold...yes, finally...finish it. Finish it you beast, stop taunting me.


• Her body is pulled faster and faster into the darkness.


• She closes her eyes, and a smile creases her abused lips, and a single tear trails down her cheek.


• Her body buckles, and then the abyss pulls her into its depths.


• FADE TO BLACK.