Time Force
Fried steak. Every time he woke up, his senses were overwhelmed with the smell of fried steak. "Lights on." The sudden yet expected blinding light made him groan and roll over. He missed the old fluorescent light bulbs, the low hum and significantly dimmer light compared to the new LED lights in his room. But the station commander wanted everything to be modernized, so his old lights were taken down and incinerated, the new standard for garbage disposal on the decade old space station. "One cup...