[ WP ] After Astronaut Capt . Scott Kelly returns to earth following a 340-day stretch at the ISS , NASA receives a distress signal from the ISS ... from Capt . Scott Kelly .

`` The signal was faint but the message was clear. The ISS had been crippled. It's still in orbit but not for long. And the Captain is going down with his ship,'' I recounted, shaking. 
 
 `` The Captain? We're talking about Kelly right?'' my supervisor replied incredulously. 
 
 I nodded, and we both knew what the next question was. Who the hell was waiting in medical? 
 
 `` Keep a lid on this for the moment,'' the supervisor said, fumbling through stacks of materials, `` alright come with me.'' 
 
 We rode in silence over to the medical facility, designed for comfortable quarantine and decontamination of astronauts returning from their missions. The stillness in the air set my hairs on end. 
 
 The main corridor was deserted, and despite it being late there should've been someone here, even a random maintenance person. 
 
 Our footsteps fell heavily in the hall, echoing back in short intervals. 
 
 `` I do n't like this,'' I thought aloud. 
 
 `` This is n't the movies, son,'' the older man replied quickly without breaking stride, `` your shadow wo n't bite.'' 
 
 We reached Q1, and Kelly was laying comfortably in bed, seemingly asleep. We both let out a low sigh of relief, I wanted to laugh but stifled it the best I could. 
 
 `` So the question is, who is still up there, since Kelly is down here,'' he brainstormed, `` he reported equipment malfunction, could comms have been delayed?'' 
 
 `` I... do n't know,'' I said. Communications was n't my strong suit. Honestly compared to my peers, nothing was my strong suit. I rightfully should be sweeping floors here. 
 
 `` What do you know?'' he shot back, seemingly reading my mind, or perhaps my body language. 
 
 `` I... know, there's someone in there, and to fake an ISS signal is beyond the capabilities of nearly everyone,'' I said as confidently as I could. 
 
 `` Well, I think we need to get Washington on the horn,'' he said, stopping abruptly. The shock in his eyes froze me, I could n't move. 
 
 `` Not time,'' an unnatural voice rang out as the world fell quickly into black.
