Something went wrong at splashdown and the capsule sank like a boulder. Tender ‘hands’ pulled her from the wreckage, and when they understood she could not breathe they lifted her to the surface, making noises of pity.
She found an inflated life raft and crawled aboard. The communicator was squawking like a demented parrot, but she ignored it looking instead at the pale sea and the faces of the kindly ones that watched her.
The rapacity of her own species became repugnant. Setting the dials to read unbreathable air, she dived overboard. Her new friends mourned her as she drowned.
Daily Drabble – Repugnant
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