extraterrestrial
Speculation, theory, UFOs and Aliens. Are we alone in this universe or is there life outside Earth?
Star Seeds
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That didn’t stop me from trying. I screamed like a piglet being taken from the teet. I screamed like a cyber metal singer at the height of their epic song. I screamed like a 12 year old at the beginning drop of a skycoaster. I screamed as I realized the seriousness of my situation.
By John Porter2 years ago in Futurism
Space Pachy
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Outerspace Zone Y.45.Centon6 They might have gone through the vortex, but it seems more probable that Lexion lasered them.” Gjero was reviewing star maps on the other side of the vessel’s bridge.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Futurism
The Europa Colonists
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The exterior cameras caught footage of the incident. It was somewhat horrific. There had been some damage with one of the circuits which ran the exit portal usually used for robots exiting to make external fixes on the space station. The door opener had been tripped and a person, a female person, had been essentially ejected from the space station. Usually, robots used this in order to access the outside of the space station but they were always tethered before they exited. The entire area around the ejection portal was sterile and clean. All the surfaces were white and dustless, the cleaning robots went through these hallways a lot, vacuming up any dust and few people came in to dirty the space. Also, they didn't need to breathe, so they didn't need spacesuit enabled with an air supply. The footage contained the moment right after the young woman had been ejected from the space station. She must have been trying to open the window covering further to take more photographs, but the wrong button had been pressed at the ejection location, so she was immediately dumped into the vacum of space just outside the space station. There was a tether for when robots or suited construction workers used the ejection spot to go out into the darkness of space and repair the outside of the space station, but she wasn't connected to this tether at all. Even if she had been tethered she would have most likely died anyways since being out in space unsuited still would have killed her in under a minute. She had been trying to do some photography and even though people were banned from this wing, and only robots were allowed to access and walk about the storage area, she had snuck in with her camera and had been shooting through the window of the portal. The side of Europa which was facing away from the sun often glowed in the dark, and the young woman had always tried to take photos of the unique aspects of Jupiter's most beautiful moon.
By Sabine Lucile Scott2 years ago in Futurism
Athena
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I can feel it rising in my throat—an unstoppable tsunami triggered by an earth-shattering realization in the pit of my stomach. Like the raging columns of water from the ocean floor to the wave’s crest, every atom in my body leans toward the one thing I feel prepared to do, and that is to scream.
By Kimberly Shyu2 years ago in Futurism
The West Baltimore abductions
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. They say a lot that doesn’t make sense to me. It’s hard to follow the narrative when it’s always been written against me. The homes of millions have been roofed by lies and built over bones of the unloved and captured.
By Dvn Shacklett2 years ago in Futurism
FARAN
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Amara didn't let the thought keep her from screaming all the same. She screamed and pleaded, she begged and cried, for what seemed like, forever. Her mind flying through thoughts and scenarios, grasping at this and that, she was flooded with emotions and terrified of what was to become of her now.
By Samantha Santiago 2 years ago in Futurism
Do It Yourself
June 20th, 2065 Vlog 1: Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But, today is the beginning of defying the odds. My voice is officially gone from screaming for about an hour straight, and I feel unimaginable embarrassment knowing the whole country saw it happening. Who cares? Okay, I care. But you would’ve done the same. Listen. In between the heavy pressure from my $12,000,000 suit and the helplessness I felt as voices inside our spaceship shouted commands and diagnostics, all I could do was contemplate if I was out of my mind. And honestly, I’m still contemplating it. I’ve dreamed about being an astronaut since I was a kid, but I never believed it would be possible. There have only been less than 700 people to ever go to space! All my childhood, I was just that average little boy with the glow-in-the-dark stars poorly stuck to his ceiling. I molded the planets with clay, put together all the solar system puzzles my parents would buy, and even believed some aspects of “Space Jam.” I watched conspiracy videos about aliens and spaceships, and stayed glued to the TV when the news spoke about the developments of different planets. I always thought that if I could get my chance to go to space, I would take it without question. Ironically, I’ve already asked (very loudly) a million.
By Alexis Dean Jr.2 years ago in Futurism
Journey to New Earth
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I could push anyone out of this ship into space and no screams would emerge from their mouths. Silence would be all they would hear as space consumed their lives. My head cocked to the side as I stared at the pods in front of me, imagining all the ways they could end. It may be morbid or cruel, but these people represented everything I couldn’t stand. They were all sleeping peacefully, awaiting the day they would finally awaken in their new home. Their new galaxy. It wouldn’t be my home; it was never intended to be mine. Nor any of the caretakers. We weren’t wealthy enough to pay for a pod. We were hired to be servants, forced to care for those in the pods for generations.
By Emilie Turner2 years ago in Futurism