MY NAME WAS JIACK


When the Aaltar Mars space station is involved in a docking mishap, it is thrown into an erratic orbit. The existing crew, bar one Jack Thatcher, were awaiting transfer of crew, they escaped in pods.
Jack was trapped in the tumbling Aaltar, unable to move injured and dazed. When he came around he was thrown into evaluating every correction he could make, but time was not on his side, the Aaltar was dropping into a lower orbit, Mars was calling.
Then he started to receive odd messages, he thought they were coming to rescue him, little did he know who was watching over him, or who Jiack was.


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