( WP ) space travelers have reached an end in space .

Captain Taylor continued to navigate the High-Speed Intergalactic Module ( HSIM ) at a decimal point below the speed of light. Taylor knew that accepting this mission meant he would never see his family again, and he would most certainly return to earth thousands of years after his departure date. After taking the wormhole which was opened up taking him to the edge of the observable universe he continued to traverse into the unknown. Communication with earth was pointless considering it would take more than hundred thousand years to reach home at this distance. He was all alone. The only way anyone will ever know of taylor's success, or failure, at finding the edge of the universe is by the retrieval of his notes on a future date using an extended wormhole generator. He knows this will not be possible anytime soon, but hopes and prays that he will be taken home, along with his data. Even though Taylor is in uncharted, deep space, one thing he can rely on is the triangulation of stars using a specialized computer program to find out how far he is from home and give himself a precise measurement of himself in space. 
 He thinks of his wife, whom has been dead for thousands of years at this point. He thinks of his children, and their children whom have also passed. Did his wife find another love? Did his children grow up to be something? Or did they too accept a mission that no one they have ever loved will hear the outcome of. Taylor constantly reminds himself that he made a necessary sacrifice, that his wife and children were honored to have gotten to know him, and in this, taylor finds a solitary piece of comfort. 
 Taylor continues on, but he notices his ship's coordinates have stopped traveling in a straight line. According to his instruments, he is now making a sharp turn at the same speed, but his ship continues to go straight. He wonders how such a perfectly engineered piece of machinery could just produce wrong calculations. Then he checks his watch, 20 hours have passed. 
 Then it hits him. he has reached the edge of the universe, he records the data and puts the ship on autopilot as he hits the button labeled mission success. 
 The anesthetic is injected, followed by a large amount of cyanide. Taylor drifts into a wonderful, eternal sleep, never to be seen again, his data never to be retrieved.
