
Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)

These desks would just be sitting here, perfectly clean, until the planet melted.
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
as the big panda floated out into space.
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
Now it was time to find out how he was going to die.
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
The chronologist touched a glowing symbol on her watch. She stopped in the Centauri year 13,405,007,682. These humans called it 2175; they were kind of adorable.
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
Phoebe shook her head. “Humans,” she said. Liam smiled. “I know, right? If we ever meet any aliens out there, they’re going to be like . . . what?” Phoebe laughed to herself. She reached over and rubbed Liam’s arm. “You’re funny.”
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
slow—but the thrusters were powerful, so you could get good speed.
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
Ah yes the ship here appears to be made of ship
“Slow-fuel farts.”
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
Wait, was that a blueberry?
Kevin Emerson • Last Day on Mars (Chronicle of the Dark Star Book 1)
where water was mined