The interstellar war has ended, but four soldiers face a predatory alien species far from home...
I was on a dead ship on an unknown planet with three trainees freshly graduated into the Imperial Service. I tried to look on the bright side.
He was the last to awake. The label on his sleeper pod identifies him as an Admiral of the Evagardian Empire — a surprise to him as much as to the three recent recruits now under his command. He wears no uniform and is ignorant of military protocol, but the ship’s records confirm he is their superior officer.
Whether he is an Evagardian Admiral or a Ganraen spy will have been of little consequence if the crew members all end up dead. They are marooned on a strange world, their ship’s systems are failing one by one — and they are not alone.
The human race’s first contact may just be their last.
Sean Danker has been writing since he was fifteen. He read entirely too much Asimov in college, and now we’re all paying the price for it. His hobbies include biting off more than he can chew, feeling sorry for himself on Twitter, and telling people to lighten up. He is currently serving in the military on a base in North Dakota.