Basic Servings

I have the satisfaction of knowing that it is all right; that everybody else is one way or other served in much the same way. This is supposed to be basic training for SPACE. The Scientific Planetary Alliance for Celestial Exploration. Instead they've been filling us up with pills. We're more like guinea pigs than soldiers. None of us got what we signed up for here.

I signed up to be a soldier. The woman next to me signed up to be a scientist. She wanted to study the plants on different planets. Instead, they're just giving us all the same basic training. This is a joke. They won't even tell us what these pills do. I'm sure the folks who want to be scientists could figure it out, but they haven't even gotten to go into a lab yet.

The food they feed us isn't much better. It's all supposed to be rations that we'll eat when we're in space but I'm not sure we'll ever get to space. There's a few hundred of us here and none of us has even seen a ship. There's a lot of things we haven't seen. I wish I could see the forms we signed again. But it looks like the recruiters played us.

I thought I would be landing on planets, covered in wild life. Forced to defend myself and my squad. Establish a basecamp. Wait until civilization could be set up. I remember why I signed up. I read about this planet, Mestrial. It had four moons, that was some shit I just could not believe. One half of the planet is covered in ice, and the other half, jungle. That's crazy, and I wanted to see stuff like that. Instead, I'm here swallowing pills.