text: *Computer report my message to the command base* - I prompted the ship. “Message recording starting...*say send message once completed.*” buzzed the robotic voice of the freighter ship. *My name is Operator Din. I am a Freight Manager on the small freighter Atlas.* *Our mission is a secondary resupply of Beta colony. Unfortunately, we have experienced significant ship failures. I am sadly the last survivor of this tragedy and I will soon meet my end. I hope you can gain some insight of what happened here and please, can my final words be relayed to my wife? I had promised her that I would be back in a year.* My voice whimpered and I broke down into tears as I said those words. My body is in a lot a pain and I can barely move following the events that led me to this closed off compartment of the ship. I mustered some courage and continued my message. *The ship was operating optimally as relayed by our ship captain. We were on track. He had even joked through the intercom about how mundane the trip was, as it was his fifth time supplying the third biggest colony.* I chuckled and coughed a little blood at this moment. *We all believed him to be honest.* *Anyway. The strangeness started at lunch time. Being a small ship, we were all in the mess hall with the operating crew. The captain was telling us a story about the peaks of Athernon, a floating mountain on the Beta Planet. He said that he would take us all on a trip during refuel break...That’s not going to happen given our current situation*, I muttered sarcastically. *The ship’s hull started to make a deafening screech sound. Bang, Bang, ZRRRRR. It was really loud that, we all had our hands to our ears, blocking the sound.* *After that, we were all thrown towards the back wall as the ship came to an abrupt halt. Gravity had turned off and we all went tumbling at great speed to the back of the mess hall. Thump! We hit it. I luckily was saved by the cushioning of the couch in the corner. Mitchell and Mo, floating infront of me with bubbles of red covering their face. I could see bits of brain hurtling towards the ceiling due to the impact trajectory. I had managed to stop moving by holding the couch handle that I hit.* *Next thing I heard, is Amy’s scream. It is bone chilling. I am still in a haze from the bump. The scream however brought my hearing back fully and I hear - head towards the back compartment, hurry!. It was the captain and his co-pilot yelling at us to go to the back cabins. I managed to get myself composed enough that I propelled myself through Mitchell and Mo, to reach Amy, grab her hands to maneuver ourselves to the cabins as per the captains’ instructions. As I complete my thrust, I see in the corner of my eyes, the captain and his crew hurtling towards the front of the ship. That is the last I see of them as the next sequence of events, led me to be by myself, here in this closed off cabin, hurt and by myself, sending this final message.* My arm, numb before, came back alive momentarily. I turned to look at it in agony. Broken at the elbow nub. Frozen from the coldness of space. I let out a heavy scream. It feels good. The pain subsides again. I recompose myself grimly and continue. *I took a second thrust, holding the still hysterical Amy at the end of my arm and lunged towards the back cabin. I am flying. I just get through the door of the cabin when I feel a huge pull, hear what sounded like an big icicle crack, then a woosh with the cabin door closing behind me. I am suddenly again pushed towards the walls of the cabin due to gravitational changes. I have not realized in that moment that the ship had broken into pieces when I reached the cabin’s final door. Amy’s screams had a gone silent in that moment and she had taken my arm with her into the coldness of space. The harsh temperature of space had cauterized my arm. I cannot feel it anymore. I am cold and in pain. I am slightly hazy from the second impact.* *So, yeah, this is what happened to the crew. Luckily you guys can design great ships. I still have power on here and so can send my message. The computer and communications array is still on. So here it is, what happened to Freighter Ship Atlas. I cannot say much for the captain and the pilots but that is me right here, most probably the only one alive.* *I can say it with certainty because of the window in this cabin. I just see a lot of debris infront of me. The other thing I see, is something phenomenal. I think it’s a black hole. It looks like the one from that old classical movie Interstellar. Ha, I call dibs on naming it,* I humored to myself as a coping mechanism. My voice has started to get parched from the coldness of my body. I can feel myself getting weaker. Again, I pulled myself together to finish my message. *Riley.* I said in a moment of calm. *Can we make sure to name this black hole by that name, it’ll be very much appreciated? I am nearly finished. This final part of the recording is for my wife, so can we it be released to her as well as my last paycheck.* I am crying right now. I can see drips of bloody tears gather infront of my face. I continue my message with great pain and sadness. *On Earth right now, it is 10pm. My wife is currently possibly heading to bed after a long days work. She is a doctor at the medical facility near home. I could not get the chance to call her today. The sequence of events were so fast. One thing and another. Again and Again. I’m sorry Riley. I wish I had gotten the chance to see your face one last time. I want to enjoy being in your arms one last time. I desire your lips against mine one more time.* *Alas, I am here. In a quadrant of space, light years away from your warm embrace. I will soon feel the cold of space. I read once that it is painless. That I will not feel a thing. I will experience the emptiness. I will cease. Take care of yourself. I am sorry about breaking our promise. I am sorry for my search of the most perfect view. I wish I could see you one more time. I wish I could have realized that sitting across the couch, looking at you, is the grandest view of them all. I love you....* Tears continue to collect infront of me. I use my last vocal efforts to say. *send message -* I prompted the ship. Message sent to main base, it replied. As I get weaker and drift towards my inevitable doom, I thought to myself. *Didn’t the captain say he did this trip a few times, so where did this celestial object come from?* It was a mystery for a moment until I remembered a vague story by a lesser known physicist on Earth that I hiked with. He had postulated the theory that blinking black holes exists alongside the well accepted one of travelling black holes. I start to drift in an out of consciousness. One second I’m thinking of Riley, the next my fate. The final thought I have before I fade into black is of this magnificent celestial body that stumbled into my path. My journey ends with immense regret but a grand view nonetheless.