Perihelid

No help is coming. Lightyears span the space between the stranded crew and the nearest planet. Even if communication systems could be reestablished, it would be months or years before a fleet intercepted the signal. Shaken, broken, and unable to fathom the loss he just endured, Arman spirals into relapse. Like many others, he caves to the darkest corners of his mind. Time is against the survivors. Power is dwindling, morale is waning, tensions are rising, and every answer reveals a hundred new questions, the biggest of all being: what happened?