Mel was very heavily pregnant, only a monthof so to go, and she probably shouldn't have been in at all, but she wasdetermined to keep going as long as... possible to make the most of hermaternity leave. She was a cheery, red-faced, pudding of a woman and ifyou hadn't know for sure you might have wondered if it were a cake babyshe was carrying.When I'd done my rooms she was only halfway along her corridor, therewere five left. I told her to put her feet up, out of the way in oneshe'd already done. The other guy across the field looked like a farm kid just like Dack, just a little more slim, a little taller. They could have been brothers, if it weren't for the birthmark across the kids neck, barely visible in the morning light. Pensive was definetly the word for both of their faces. Space was The Final Frontier, it was always said, but right now Dack was barely ready to leave Kansas for the first time, let alone Earth in the future. As the first glimmer's of the Sun began to rise in the. Mark reached the man who appeared to be nude, with most of his flesh burnt away, leaving him as red as a lobster pulled from a cooking pot. He did however; have a belt tied around his waist.Jesus Christ, his clothing’s burnt off him! Mark thought as he started to pull the man away from the approaching flames.“Ow!” Mark yelled as he burned his hand touching the inert man’s shoulder. There’s no time to fuck around, he thought, and ignoring the searing heat from the injured man’s body, picked him. She slowly twisted it clockwise, but in did not want to go far, so she turned it the other way and was rewarded by it turning all the way around once then stopping with an audible click. It would not turn any further, she pulled it again, it did not move, so she pushed and it slid smoothly back home with another loud click.After it clicked, the door slid a few inches inwards then stopped. There was light beyond the door that now shown through the thin opening. It wasn't daylight, but the.