I hang out with Nathan Lowell pretty often on the interwebs, and as he closes in on the end of the last book in his “Solar Clipper” series, we chat about different directions the story could take (he always keeps me in the dark about his choices, so I’ll make a good alpha reader).
So recently, I started coming up with potential fake endings for “Owner’s Share”. We’ve had a good laugh with it so far, but this one’s my favorite:
As the bulbous, pulpy thing shuddered around the ship, I heard the seals crack, and the hiss of air escaping joined the blare of warning sirens. The red and yellow lights spun madly, throwing crazy shadows across the leathery tentacles that surrounded us. I looked into the mouth opening and closing as it covered the armorglass plating. Over the intercom, I heard it again, “Your crew is dead, your people are dead. You will not survive. Who could face death like this without the madness and fear of a frightened child?”
I wiped sweat and blood out of my eyes, pulled back the release on the anchorshot missile, and smiled, “Call me Ishmael.”
Have you got a suggestion? Throw it into the comments!