Arturus Lang thought he understood life in the boredom, the depression, the routine of collecting junk from space battles to leave credits to heirs he'll never see on Earth. But then, something odd started to happen. His crew began to change in front of him, change from individuals to replicas created by an alien force beyond his understanding. As Lang struggles to escape and make sense, his mind and very soul are challenged to defend the value of human life.
I appreciate beginnings. The start of anything is a tremendous thing. The opening line of a book, a poem, a song.
Patrick's opening line for "Void: An Existential Sci-Fi Monster Tale," made me sit up and take notice. I recognized immediately the reference to Roy Batty's short monologue as he is dying in the rain. I felt nostalgic and wise and glad all at the same time.
And I knew I would like this short story of a spacer, Arturus Lang, whose salvage ship and crew are slowly taken over by some other entity. It's creepy and sweet and sharp. And very enjoyable for sci-fi horror.