Meanwhile, halfway across the universe, Commander Bill stood patiently waiting for the robots to finish their work on the machinery. He’d been stranded on this planet for far too long and was looking forward to leaving this inhospitable place. He yearned to take a vacation. Anywhere else would do.
The years of dangerous work had taken their toll on Bill’s body. He was a tired, old man. Deep down, he knew this and there was no reason why he should be here. Other than the pay. Jobs like this paid extremely well, and Bill liked the money.