The suit made me powerful in ways I only dreamed of as a boy, hell, in ways I dreamed of as a man. But I was still just a man, and a broken one at that.
I wondered if the Solar System looked and felt the same, now that it had returned to its original lifeless state.
You were right next to us, and then you weren’t. There was nothing we could do. We looked for you, but you were gone.
When I looked back, I caught sight of my wife’s auburn hair and daughter’s golden curls, their heads turning frantically. I could only guess they were searching for me.
Then I heard a grumble. A grinding, undulating, pulse, barely audible, yet excruciating in its volume.