Inktober 2026 15
Inktober 2026 15, Hooray
Captain’s log, Day 15
The rescue is complete. Against every odd, the crew is home, and for the first time in weeks the cargo hold rings with laughter.
Banners hang from the bulkhead. Glasses are raised. And somehow, impossibly, there are balloons. We are light years from anywhere, and I will never know where they found them.
For one perfect hour, nobody is afraid.
Then the alarm sounds…
