Chapter Twenty-Eight
The ship was cold, though not as cold as the ice planet. It was comfortable. Daniel liked it cold. Not ice planet cold, but cold. He kept the spaceship set at sixty-eight degrees. After all, they all had long sleeve uniforms.
Their exploration was over. Their mission was accomplished. And Daniel was ready to present his findings to the president. He didn’t intend to call him or send them over. No, he wanted to be there in person.
He stood alone in the dark room. It was his place of refuge, his place of peace. No one else really enjoyed ancient photography. Everything was digital these days. But Daniel, he loved it. He didn’t need a computer or a printer. And he didn’t need to worry about a charged camera. No, all he needed was his camera, his film, a dark room, and
