It’s all systems go when Houston Keys sends in his 100 word stories.
Floating in space above the blue and green ball we call Earth with nothing to block your view was incredible, you could see forever.
Captain Hunter was moving briskly from the front of the shuttle to the rear when he realized he couldn’t stop. Arms flailing he uselessly tried to change his course in some way. Reaching the extreme length of his umbilical tether it popped, exhausting his air supply. His body reacted with a violent pop filling his spacesuit with red goo, boiling in the oxygen less environment.
That game of crack the whip wasn’t such a good idea.