It was green!
James didn't care that all instruments said the sun was revolving around the planet he was going down...all that green and blue!
If it was just copper with a patina finish....whatever. At least there would be gravity.
If gravity were four time average standard?Being in space so long would he even notice his gasping?His heavy limbs, imagining his blood pooling and swelling in joints? His lungs like bubbles sagging and collapsiing?James grinned. He would assume he had at last come to the end of his oxygen recycled limit and that he didn't have the strength to open the door. At least he wouldn't be a floating animal covered in filth anymore, one way or the other.
Didn't matter. At least he would be on the ground, thanking God!
Secure the computer systems per procedure...bah. Done with rules. Turn them all on! Turn on everything!
Secrets and power/electricity were wealth and he had every secret, personnel file ide and codes and massive amounts of power, not that it was able to get him home or feed him. Turn on the lights, get the beat down! He would surround himself with wealth as he plummeted to the surface. Rich. He would die a wealthy man laughing.
Coming in fast as the Federated Alliance Anthem blared around him, rock that tune, he was too week to even turn his head under the acceleration. He imagined himself a shooting star sparking, a firework glorious as ship screamed with wind making his way down.
"Yeah!" he growled."I always liked that song!
"Huh. Little boys are the same everywhere."
Was he slowing down? Impossible. It was just another of his delusions. He mused: none of this was real.
He was a character in a story. His last chapter: ironically falling into some beautiful star instead that he imagined a planet. Surrounded by the glittering corona of blue.
How romantic!
"Indeed. Quite romantic."said a gentle voice coming from the realms of dreams,his dreams."Sleep, dream, relax...breath...just...breath...dream of home."
"Yeah..."he yawned."In church the drums always put me to sleep anyway." he yawned again."The drums everywhere...so...boring!"
Losing consciousness as sweet sleep took him giving up his ten year vidual of maintaining the systems of the decaying space pod.
"Drums boring? Yes. Take me back to our old castle and the organ."