Fredual pt 1
Hadley Merit lived on a very small planet with no orbit. He did not mind this particular fact very much, because it meant he could drift between any planet or sun he chose to. Not that he could particularly choose where he drifted either.
One day Hadley woke up and decided to plant some corn beside his house. He hadn't much experience with planting, but he had the basic gist of it. Somehow between the digging of holes and the planting of seeds, he cut his big toe. It didn't hurt very much, and he didn't mind. That was, until it started to bleed profusely. Hadley hobbled inside and slammed the door. Sometimes he had a very nice house, today however the house was looking worn and wet. And he was slopping blood everywhere.
Hadley returned to the great outside later and finished throwing dirt over the seeds. Unfortunately Hadley hadn't any water, and was forced to spit and pee all over the dirt. He now felt a little silly for bandaging up his toe. It wasn't long after this when he noticed a giant meteorite heading for his rock. Throwing up his hands in mock terror, he gave a little scream. Then he turned his back on the meteorite and busied himself with the task of erecting a fence around his corn garden, so he wouldn't forget where they were.
Hadley often described his planet as a rock, but it was in fact nearly a mile cubed. It's just that he never really ventured out past his property to see what else there was, so it was far more convenient to simply tell his friends that he lived upon a rock.
Now, you can only ignore a giant rock spinning at a billion miles an hour as it races towards your home with gigantic sharp spinning iceicles and a maddening glare about it which was a reflection of trillions of photons, each one armed with tiny spears and homing devices locked on to your eyes.
The point is that Hadley turned around to stare at death. Something he felt he did relatively often, considering how long he had lived. Well, staring into the gaping maw of death left him feeling a bit light headed, so he fell over. It might have been the lack of oxygen or the screaming that sucked all the substance out of his lungs. (His own screaming.) He looked up at the great big thing and closed his eyes. He was waiting.