Upon Entering Recept3 (work in progress)
Blaize Robertson had never seen the Moon before. Well, she had, but not from this viewpoint. She had never stood upon its surface and really looked closely at it – paid attention to it, as it were.
The journey had been long haul; but no worse than some flights had been around the old Earth back when that sort of thing was commonplace.
Since ED (Evac Day) had been announced and the names of participants revealed, Blaize had been anticipating the new life before her.
First out of the hat. Well, not an actual hat; but, being first, her name was foremost when the news was breaking.
Four-hundred souls between sixteen and thirty were thought to be the best number and age group with which to begin the continuation of Mankind’s existence. The Moon’s ability to sustain life being virtually none, the Moon Home was completed in less than two years from its conception.
The new arrivals would be invaluable in the task ahead of transferring more of Earth’s population as soon as could be achieved.
Nobody knew exactly when the Earth would stop functioning; but, when it did at least some of the 15 Billion souls would have the opportunity of a future.
Blaize passed through InPoint3 with no bother and headed for Recept3, her mind full of the racing thoughts that you get when entering a new home.