"Goodbye world." Her breathless whisper was the last thing she heard before the warning sirens drowned out everything else. She watched, a tear rolling forlornly down her cheek, as the view outside the window spun and twirled, the stars becoming swirling white streaks like paint splattered carelessly onto a spinning canvas and, somewhere, way behind her, her world was engulfed in flames.

The war was over, her people dead, burnt to a crisp in the raging fires that wreathed her planet, and she was the only one to escape. Fate was cruel. Now, all she saw was her world as a noisy blur covered in a thin veil of tears as she flipped head over heels, and even that was to end. She could see it now, the gaping darkness, pulling everything in, a vice, ready to capture anything and everything...and she was heading straight for it.

Closer, closer, closer. There was no stopping, the engines were failing rapidly and no strength was left in the cramped vessel to veer away from her impending doom. She took a deep, shaky breath. Maybe it was alright to die. She wouldn't be able to live with the grief if she did survive. It would tear her to pieces, bit by bit. Yes, it was alright to die.

She closed her eyes and sent a silent final farewell to her life and everyone she had ever known. This was it, there was nothing she could do to stop it. She spun nearer and nearer to the crushing darkness and then, all of a sudden, her vision went dark.

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How...how was this possible? How was she still alive? No, she couldn't be - it must be one of those religious things...maybe they were true? Because she just couldn't have survived that - no one can survive being sucked into a black hole...no one. It was impossible. Completely impossible. No doubt about it.

"Time of death, 21:47." The voice was near, so close to her. She wasn't talking about her...was she? No, it must be someone else. Because it didn't feel like she was dead - did it? "It's a pity, she looks so young, and so beautiful. Look at that gorgeous red hair - I haven't seen hair like that in a long time. Do you know who she is?" Red hair? Red hair? Red hair? RED HAIR?  No. This can't be happening. Her hair was red. The richest shade of red on the planet...not anymore though - her planet was gone. No, it couldn't be her hair and the hand running through it just had to be a coincidence. Oh no.

"No, she's a Jane Doe." A Jane Doe? What was a Jane Doe? She had to see what was going on. Slowly, she peeled her eyes open, her lids feeling like they were on fire. It took a couple of seconds for her sight to focus. Standing just to the side of her, there were two people, looking sadly at each other. One was male, dark brown hair, tanned skin. The other was female, tall and thin, silky golden hair.

"Oh my god!" The woman had turned her head away from the man and now stood, staring, open mouthed and wide eyed, at her. The man turned to look as well and his eyebrows furrowed, confused.

"I could have sworn she had no heartbeat." She looked back and forth between the two people. What was a heartbeat? Suddenly, unable to take it any longer, the woman gasped and ran away, crashing through a pair of doors. "What are you?" The man seemed so much more calm than the woman and he stood, smiling comfortably at her.

"I'm a Wishlight...from Planet Ashther. What are you?" She was used to this, meeting other...things...from other planets. It was weird though, he looked exactly like the Wishlights...which was not a common occurrence.

"I'm a human...from Planet Earth." Earth? She'd never heard of that planet. So that was what was on the other side of the black hole. Wow. "Well, we haven't had many...aliens...around here. What's your name?" She smiled at him, this guy was nice...and he accepted her, not like the other 'human'.

"My name is Roxy." She cringed, her voice sounded so timid. He smiled, a light shining in his eyes, and, taking a step back, extended his hands with a flourish, and bent over, bowing.

"Welcome to Earth, Roxy."