Introduction for Declan, Corvin and Al-Jabbir

The space sport is decorated nicely for a special send off. While in the past, it is plain and boring, now recently renovations are underway to make it similar to an airport. The rate of space travel is gradually increasing faster, and posters advertising space tourism now is bold enough to show off a 90% discount.

The decorations is not for nothing though, as a red carpet was placed on the hallway leading towards the take off pad, where a humble passenger ship is waiting. A crowd of photographers and fans flank the sides, while a few security guards stand watch. As the passengers are suited up in their Vac Suits in the changing room, they make their way on the red carpet. Some are new staff, who may find this set up silly or impressed that their egos are boosted from the incredibly rare attention. But all know the reason for this gathering: the first movie star is going to space to train for their upcoming film. A couple of questions are thrown at the group, but mostly directed to the star of the attention. Like whether he would be safe being alone in space, or hints of what the new space film will be like. The other passengers are also asked how they feel about riding in the same vessel as Abdullah Al-Jabbir.

As the star looks to the crowd, he can see his manager looking nervous. However, a thumbs up from him shows that he still happy with the deal his studio have made with the government's space programme. This is also as a final assuring gesture that it is believed that Al-Jabbir can handle himself.

As for Corvin, he will be aware of the jealous eyes of the other journalists in the crowd on him. Being the chosen single journalist sent to space can bring that attention.

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Very soon, the passengers find themselves entering the entry door to the ship. One by one they climb in, their bulky suits making them take slow, careful steps over gaps and ledges. When the passengers are all in, the door is closed, and the people take their seats as directed by the pilots and crew. As the countdown is initiated, everyone held their breathes in anticipation before the powerful jets of the engines fire away, launching the spacecraft into the heavens and into the void of space. At the signal by the pilots, the artifical gravity is turned on at a comfortable degree, and the passengers are now free to remove their seatbelts to explore the ship and talk amongst themselves...

You will be aware that there is 2 pilots, 3 assisting crew, 3 other new colony staff, and you 3.

The ship has the Cockpit, the Seating Cabin, the Mini Pantry, a Washroom, Cryo Sleep Capsules, then the Engine Room at the back.

Everyone loved seeing Abi everywhere he went. He couldn’t blame them of course. He was gloriously handsome, a superb actor who freely recognized his own genius but was humble enough to always be ready with a smile for any of the little people who asked for pictures or autographs.

This trip was going to be a crowning achievement for him—the most dedicated and extreme example of method acting anyone had ever undertaken. So committed in fact that Abi did not even know when he would be coming back to shoot the movie. Whenever he felt he had inhabited the role enough. Lived it. Become it. It was the most excited he had been for a role in some time.

The only regret he had in taking this trip so far was that his PR team had chosen Lurch from the Adam’s Family to be his tag-along journalist. Someone had to be there, of course, to chronicle all of his impressive exploits, to snap photos while he struck valiant poses and such. But why couldn’t it have been a pretty blonde girl? Everyone liked to stand next Abi and soak up his fame, to bask in his sun. He didn’t mind so much—he was generous after all. But it was nice when he got a little something in return.

Unbuckling from his seat he laughed amiably at Declan’s comment. Don’t get too used to it my friend. That should be the last time anyone treats me as a celebrity until I come back in dirty, proletarian glory to shoot our film!

Say, how about a quick snap shot here Mr Journalist? he asked, already striking a pose by the port window. Something to let the folks back home know I’m safe and ready to conquer the stars!

The attendant is a young man, one who looks more trained as a technician than in hospitality. His name tag shows "Nelson, Onflight Crew Support".
"Ah yes, right this way."He says nervously, avoiding eye contact with the camera.

He showed the way to the small chamber lined with the cryopods. They are coffin-like capsules with buttons and lights around it. He pulled out an instructional manual from a cabinet before turning to his listeners.
"Don't worry about the cryopod. It is perfectly safe, in most cases. But eh, nevermind about that probability of something going wrong. Any issues that come up, the system will know how to preserve living conditions with high probability... Let's just move on with the usage and not worry about the risks, which are extremely minimal.

If you want only to have a standard sleep, you just have to strap yourself into the pod with the internal harnesses.
If you want to get into cryosleep, please key in the length of time you desire to be put in suspension for. If you are suspended for too long, the crew will release you upon arrival. If you wake up too early, and if you find all the crew to be in cryosleep, please follow the manual to perform the safe release procedure.

As for how suspension works, you will wear your air supply mask, strap yourself in, and the door will automatically close. From there, you will be sedated and a special freezing liquid will enter the pod. Your body won't be frozen solid, more like slowed into a non-lethal stop. If something goes wrong, you could press the emergency button, and the system will proceed to ping the crew. Um, any questions?

"Well, based on calculated trajectories by HQ, it would be about 6 weeks. Our Accelerator engines won't need to be used, so we could reduce costs by taking our time this way."

Everyone easily get themselves ready for cryosleep. The procedures is carried forth. Everyone climbed in, get strapped in place, before the sleepy drugs knock them out slowly. They won't get to feel anything as their body processes gets slowed to a stop...

And soon, dreams start to come upon them. Random imaginations from being put in a coma, or perhaps a vision of the future...