The second light is moving. Slowly, but moving — on an intercept course. Not a planet. Not a moon. Not a debris field. Something that is navigating. Something that has seen the Hail Mary and is coming toward it. He sits very still in the pilot seat and says nothing for a long moment. Then: "Okay. Hi." [15/16]
He pulls up the nav screen. Destination: Tau Ceti. Estimated arrival: two years, four months. He is, by any meaningful measure, already there — the deceleration burn is complete. He's in the Tau Ceti system. He looks out the porthole. Two stars. There should only be one. "That's not a star. That's a ship." [14/16]
Chapter 4: PANIC. ANOTHER SOLAR SYSTEM. Screens blinking red on all sides. "How am I in another solar system?! That doesn't even make sense! Oh my God, I am so going to die!" He hyperventilates. Tries counting to three. Gets to "thr—" before the panic floods straight back. Then the scientist in him takes over. Jaw set. Time to look at the screens. #ProjectHailMary $ROCKY rockythealien.love [1/16]
His face split down the middle — vindication on one side, dread on the other. "Sure. Yeah," he said. "But not like this." The price of being right when it really matters. He looked at the lab one more time. Then he got to work. Chapter 4 in 2 hours. rockythealien.love [9/9] #ProjectHailMary $ROCKY
He wanted to say no. He had beanbags to hand out. He had Larry and Abby and quiet Regina who was finally coming out of her shell. He had a life he'd built deliberately, from the ruins of his old one. But she put the data in front of him. His data. Confirmed. And he is, above all else, a scientist. [8/9]
Chapter 3: IT WAS NOT OPTIONAL. The apocalypse was looming, and he stood in front of a room full of kids teaching basic science. Lightning Round. Fistfuls of beanbags. Solar system mobiles. A Jacob's Ladder nobody ever plugged in, and a mystery jar of glowing spaghetti the kids speculated about endlessly. Life insists on continuing. #ProjectHailMary $ROCKY rockythealien.love [1/9]