Good morning! It’s time for the next eight sentences from my Camp Nanowrimo project “The Aurigae Express.” To briefly set the scene, Alan and Diane are police partners who’ve volunteered to visit an alien planet where very few Earthlings have gone, to track down a fugitive and retrieve her ill-gotten millions. They’ve boarded an alien ship that takes Earthling passengers through hyperspace, and the ship’s just made its first Jump.
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His body no longer seemed to be some hideously unfamiliar monstrosity, and the sights and sounds of the chamber were becoming more bearable as he got used to them.
“Ummmmmmmmm…” The humming sound that Alan could make was so immediately soothing that he kept it up for a long time before remembering why he had started in a first place. The sound was a word, wasn’t it? Well, not really a word, but a sound that held a meaning like a word in some ways, except that he’d stretched it out for so long that even that sense of it was lost. He forced himself to stop the humming, and some inner child he hadn’t known about made a disappointed sob. “Die…” That wasn’t so pleasant to think about. No, he still didn’t have the right word, the right name. He forced himself to try again.
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Loving his struggle with the name (and everything else) you describe it well!
I don’t think I would want to travel in hyperspace knowing I have to come back the same way. I wonder what the “die”is about? Curious. You are building some interesting puzzles for the reader to figure out what is going on with Alan.
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“Die” was Alan’s attempt to call Diane’s name, only he got distracted in the middle. 😉 Hyperspace really does muck up your thinking processes for a little while.
Sounds like hyperspace is quite an experience. Wonder if he’ll remember why he endured it.
You know, as a kid watching Star Wars and Star Trek, when they show the ship just starting to make the Jump, they always used to stretch it out just a little, right before the flash of light and the vanish. And I always used to wonder if maybe the people on board felt that stretch and what it felt like. You nailed it.
wow Alan is still being crazy, I love that!
Poor Alan is just a mess, isn’t he? Makes me kind of glad that I will never have to travel that way. And to think that they still need to get BACK…