Her name is Misery

When they found her in the belly of the cargo ship that had been lost in the outer reaches of space for over eighty years, the nameless woman was lying on a blanket, nearing the end of her existence. She croaked and sputtered at them and her rescuers couldn’t understand the sounds coming from her mouth.

The rest of the flash fiction is here.

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