Chris Minette

Kraya 1

“I’m afraid I have rather grave news,” Captain Fenn said as the crew filtered onto the command deck. Fists clenched by her sides, her blue-grey skin paler than normal. Twenty-three officers filed in and she had to find some way to tell them they were all going to die. Them, as well as the 300 civilians in her charge. Adrian, the only human on her crew, entered last, wearing his oxygen mask.