Alex Foster on the Ice Planet. Leo Lubavitch

ex Foster on the Ice Planet

      Leo Lubavitch

      © Leo Lubavitch, 2023

      ISBN 978-5-0060-6434-8

      Created with Ridero smart publishing system

      Alex, lies alone in his bed every night, overcome with longing for his father’s presence. However, this is not a typical situation of a temporary separation. Alex’s father has embarked on an extraordinary intergalactic expedition, venturing into the depths of the universe to a distant and enigmatic planet.

      As bedtime arrives and darkness engulfs Alex’s room, a profound stillness settles in. He curls up under his blankets, gazing at the empty space beside him, which is usually occupied by his father. His small heart aches with an overwhelming sense of emptiness and a yearning for comfort. Images of his father’s smiling face, cradling him in his arms, flood Alex’s mind. He remembers the scent of his father’s aftershave and the way his beard tickled his cheek when they hugged.

      Knowing that, in this moment, his father is immersed in cryosleep, unreachable and unable to respond, amplifies Alex’s feeling of loneliness. He wonders about the frozen state his father exists in, suspended in time and space, as he travels through galaxies unknown. It feels as though a veil of separation has been drawn between them, making their connection fragile and distant.

      In the silence of the night, Alex’s mind wanders. He recalls memories of his father’s warm hugs, his laughter, and the gentle words he whispered as he tucked him into bed. These memories bring both solace and sorrow, as they remind Alex of what he has temporarily lost.

      Looking out of his window, Alex gazes into the starry expanse, imagining his father’s distant location. He envisions his father encased in a cryosleep chamber, suspended and preserved, floating amidst the interstellar abyss. Alex envisions the vastness of space engulfing his father, as he dreams of faraway planets, alien life, and the wonders awaiting him. Yet, beneath the excitement, a deep sense of yearning lingers within Alex, for the comforting presence of his father.

      In the quiet solitude, Alex sometimes whispers heartfelt messages into the night, hoping that somehow, his words can reach his father. Even though he knows communication is impossible at the moment, he clings to the belief that his love and longing will transcend the boundaries of time and space, reaching his father’s slumbering consciousness. It is in these tender moments that Alex finds a glimmer of connection to his distant father.

      As the nights pass without his father’s physical presence, Alex’s heart longs for the day when the expedition will reach its conclusion. He dreams of his father’s safe return, filled with stories of unimaginable discoveries and cherished memories. Until that day arrives, Alex finds solace in memories of their time together and the hope that they will once again share the same physical space, embracing the love that has endured the vastness of the cosmos.

      In the depths of his small bed, Alex keeps a flicker of hope alive, knowing that even in cryosleep, his father’s love remains a guiding light, leading him back home.

      Hold up! It just dawned on me! I can actually reach my father’s spaceship right now! Whoa! I can totally navigate my way to that planet and leave a deeply meaningful message for my dad! And once he sets foot at that destination, he’ll stumble upon my heartfelt words. I genuinely hope this is doable!

      I wake up abruptly, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Without wasting a second, I jump out of bed, driven by sheer determination. My heart races as I swiftly grab my trusty teleporter, a prized possession that has never failed me before.

      With trembling hands, I quickly unlock my smartphone and navigate to the tracking app. My father, a brave astronaut, is soaring among the stars on a spaceship, and I know I must find him. As I eagerly scan through the coordinates, my eyes fixate on the destination of his cosmic voyage.

      Swiftly and precisely, I enter the coordinates into my teleporter, my fingers dancing across the touchscreen. Excitement mixed with anxiety floods over me as I wonder what I am about to encounter on board a real-life spaceship. But there’s no time for second thoughts; my father needs me, and I am determined to reunite with him.

      My world whirls as the teleportation process initiates, and a surge of otherworldly energy envelops me. In the blink of an eye, familiar surroundings vanish, replaced by the unfamiliar metallic environment of a spaceship. I stand disoriented for a moment, suddenly finding myself amidst the vastness of the cosmos, filled with awe and wonder.

      Taking a deep breath, I compose myself, ready to face the unknown that lies ahead. With an unwavering resolve, I set forth to find my father, driven by love and a newfound courage pulsing through my veins.

      As I opened my eyes, I was immediately filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Confusion, excitement, and a tingling sense of adventure surged through my veins as I found myself standing inside a spaceship. It was a surreal experience, but I knew there was no time to waste. My primary objective was to locate the cryo-compartment where my father’s cryo-capsule was nestled, waiting for his awakening.

      My eyes darted around, taking in the futuristic surroundings. The metallic walls of the spaceship gleamed under the soft, calming lights. The air felt cool and crisp, almost charged with an electric energy. Panels with blinking buttons and touchscreen displays lined the walls, each hinting at the advanced technology contained within this vessel.

      With determination guiding my steps, I began moving forward, exploring one compartment after another. Each room I ventured into seemed like a different world. In the first compartment, I found myself in what seemed to be the living quarters of the ship. Neatly arranged seating areas and holographic displays provided hints of entertainment and relaxation for the crew. I couldn’t help but run my fingers across the hologram, half-expecting it to respond to my touch.

      Continuing my search, I moved through several more compartments, passing by rooms that appeared to be laboratories and storage areas. The hum of machinery filled the air, creating an atmosphere of unyielding progress. My heart raced as I realized the magnitude of the adventure I had stumbled upon.

      Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I arrived at the creative compartment. The atmosphere shifted in this particular room, becoming more serene and mystical. Soft, ambient music played in the background, and the walls were adorned with mesmerizing artworks, both physical and projected holograms. It was an oasis for the mind and soul, a space for inspiration to thrive.

      As my eyes scanned the room, I finally caught sight of the cryo-compartment tucked away in a secluded corner. It resembled a glass chamber, housing my father’s cryo-capsule. The capsule itself was illuminated with a gentle blue light, casting an ethereal glow on his slumbering figure. Emotions welled up within me as I stood face to face with my father, preserved in time, waiting for his awakening.

      In awe, I slowly approached the cryo-compartment, my hand reaching out to touch the cool glass as tears welled up in my eyes. It was a bittersweet moment, filled with hope and longing. I whispered words of love and told him of all the adventures we would have once he awakened.

      As I found myself on board the spaceship, a wave of astonishment washed over me. Little did I know that my presence had not gone unnoticed, as the ship’s advanced on-board computer detected my unexpected arrival. The sudden appearance of organic matter, in the form of a living person, posed a perplexing anomaly that defied the laws of science known to the computer’s processor.

      As alarms blared and lights flashed, the spaceship’s on-board processor sprang into action, initiating the procedure for studying this inexplicable occurrence. Calculations and analysis commenced, as the sophisticated AI system within the ship attempted to unravel the mystery of my presence.

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