Last week had been boring as every single week before.
I had gotten up before my shift's start, had done my work, eaten my rations and kept to the recreation-time every one of us boron-workers had been ordered to take.
Shift after shift, every day the same, every week just like the week before.
Three months already had passed in this manner. Why have I had come here in the first place?
It had all started with an un-repayable debt. The only chance to earn more money had presented itself as a boron-worker at Pittsburgh. So I had taken the chance to subscribe myself into that hell of dullness.
Don't misunderstand me; the job had not been a bad job. But surely the dullest one imaginable. I would have had to stay on it for two more years to finally get rid of the debt.
Then suddenly something had happened that instantly had changed my course out of this sea of dullnes into a brighter future:
' Wrote:... It makes the PvP more of a challenge anyhow, and isn't that what the game is all about.
He had purchased a small, abandoned factory building on Planet Eerie in the Pennsylvania System.
Now he needed someone to clear the old rusty junk out of the surroundings, patch some walls and throw some new finish on the buildings before he would rent them out.
He wouldn't be able to pay more than my boron-job did, but I would be my own boss then.
If I would be interested, was what he wanted to know.
' Wrote:... It makes the PvP more of a challenge anyhow, and isn't that what the game is all about.
In the following days I started to inspect the building as well as the huge piles of junk around it.
I had been told that anything valuable was to be cleaned up and - if possible - to be repaired.
Keeping this in mind I carefully shifted the piles, looking through endless heaps of decaying machines, when suddenly, under a pile of rubble, the dusty shape of a small spacecraft appeared.
' Wrote:... It makes the PvP more of a challenge anyhow, and isn't that what the game is all about.