I reviewed the situation as I saw it. With there being no free cryopod, given I wasn't willing to commit murder, I was stuck taking the years trip to the destination system awake.
There was enough rations for this, provided I followed procedure and I spent most of my days tending to the garden and water reclamation systems.
I considered the irony, stuck in the most advanced spaceship ever, forced to live like a medieval peasant.
I took a deep breath, and tried the comm-unit to home.
Static.
...
I quickly reconsidered my earlier stance on murder, reaching a different conclusion.
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