Thomas Machin - Narration with Sfx and Music
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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and he decided that when they awoke, when finally they reached their destination, the survivors from Earth would be able to cope with one less engineer. He traced the wires from Gerry's bed to one of the many connections and spikes casing carefully, he teased at the socket, pulling gently at the wire until a warning beat echo to the Hibernia column on one of Spike's lights flashed red. Doctor reached out quickly and silence. The alarm is, if afraid, it might wake someone. It's OK, Spike, he said reassuringly. As far as you're concerned, Gerry's bed is empty. There's no need to monitor him. No need to make him breathe every three minutes. Forget him. I'll attend to what's left of him in four years time. How very unfortunate. Poor man. It must have been a loose wire. Despite his weariness, the doctor felt more alive now than he had for weeks. He had achieved what he wanted. His future with Stella was now assured. He walked back to his empty bed and lay down, strapping himself into his bunk, feeling uncomfortably swollen, he looked beyond where still a slept and where Gary Lay dying to the mass of wiring in the corner. Spike really did look like a hedgehog. He laughed softly to himself. Goodnight, Spike, he said. He placed the lattice of monitoring sensors over his head and felt of relaxed, calm seep through him. All would be well. Gary was no longer a threat on def. Stella would be upset. Well, he just have to comfort her. Wouldn t he closed his eyes on. In the near silence, he could hear the distant roar of the engines purring softly in his ears. Spike automatically turned off the dim lighting and stopped projecting scenes of winter on the portholes. There was now on Lee, a yawning blackness beyond the glass on the occasional glint of far off stars. The doctor felt his breathing becoming slower and shallow. He submitted, allowing himself to fall into the first stage of his drug induced sleep. The long winter had arrived. The doctor dreamt of waking with Stella beside him in the spring on a New World