The view from the observation deck was breathtaking. The blue marble of Earth hung suspended in the velvet void, a jewel of life. Kael sipped his recycled coffee, feeling the hum of the life-support systems beneath his boots. It was a lonely life, but it was his. He tapped the glass, a silent salute to the home he’d left behind. 

Suddenly, a massive shadow eclipsed the sun. A gargantuan hand descended from the heavens, obscuring the stars. A booming, cosmic voice vibrated through the hull: "Put the lid back on, Timmy. You're getting the goldfish all wet."