The sleeper pod decompressed and began to defrost. The occupant, as it is convenient to refer to him as such, blissfully unaware of what was happening around him. He would not stay in this state for long, so he enjoyed it while he could. As soon as the pod was done defrosting, he woke up. He expressed displeasure.


Don't complain, you would have done the same thing.

Anyway, the occupant woke up, stark naked in the sleeper pod, in the possession of nothing but a rag and a spray canister. He had no idea why he had these items, he didn't fancy himself a janitor. Thinking quickly, he wrapped the rag around his waste.

"Please relax, everything is under control, please do not panic." The occupant was not very obliging on this point.


"Please try to relax."

"I'll relax as soon as I get some pants!"

"Sir, we are doing everything we can to improve you're disposition! Please try and relax!" The computer practically blubbered.

"Okay look, I'm sorry, I'm having a bad day, you know? I mean, I woke up in a pod, with out any clothes, with only a rag to preserve my modesty, and a spray bottle. I mean how would you feel if you were me?"

"Okay, agreed, we both calm down."

"Alright," Agreed the occupant. "So, where am I exactly?"

"You are currently in the Cryonic Storage lockers section, in the thawing chamber, where both you and your partner apparently froze yourselves."

"Wait, Partner?"

"Yes, you and the human in the chamber next to yours, according to the renting logs, you requested to freeze yourself together."

"How long were we frozen? Who froze us?"

"Logs read you were frozen for, 70 years."

"…Oh my"

To be continued…