Chapter 15
102 years, 3 months and some days ago...Standard Terran Time
Cold sleet fell from red clouds above. The light cast everything into red. Like blood. That’s Seabrook, the bleeding planet.
Mix the light from the red giant with the organic smog in the atmosphere, and the thickened sleet hit with dull thuds, then oozed like blood while out-gassing a noxious sulfuric odor.
I tucked up my great coat, pulling the collar up around my neck. A few drops of melting sleet oozed and dripped off my broad-brimmed hat. As whiffs of sulfur reached my nose, I adjusted my nose filter.
Technically the atmosphere isn’t toxic, but most of the inhabitants, the human ones at least, choose to wear nose filters. Some opt for more elaborate filters that also cover the mouth.
Only on Seabrook would fi
