Chapter Six [Text]

[thebestseller]

Who: Richard Castle and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Windrose if you really want?
When: RIGHT NOW

It was my birthday on the first of the month, and normally I'd have celebrated it, but having my first birthday here and this planet having deadly air have made me want to come clean about something.

I think I might be dead back home.

I don't know for certain, and I never will know unless someone from back home shows up AND they're from further down my timeline. Which is looking less and less likely the longer I'm here.

I'm not asking anyone else to share if they're in the same boat if they don't want to, but I'm still figuring out how to process it, and like I said, it's been hitting me hard lately. So I had to get it out somewhere.

Comments

[thebestseller]

That's a good point, too. I mean, I was pretty much guaranteed dead when they pulled me here. Seems like a lot of effort to go through when they could have just chosen someone who didn't have one foot in the grave.

[That's assuming, of course, Atroma has control over who comes and goes, Castle reminded himself.]

[thezerothlaw]

This too. There are likely trillions of lives available to them who do not need medical attention. And yet, that is not always who they choose.