Without question it was the Parallel Worlds I ship from
the movie Escape to Outer Earth. The final war had been
fought with neither side winning; the final weapon-fumes
inhaled; the final mean turn hurled down. Captain Eastward,
First Mate Robeson, Medical Officer Larriette had broken
the bonds of Earth, had escaped to its parallel planet somewhere
within reason and beyond reach.
Larry Cardwell, wife Miriam, daughter Megan had their
grievances, too. Job transfers, relocation acclimation to
aloof neighbors, high school cliques.
Larry pulled the station wagon over.
They got out, leaving the doors open, the motor running.
The Cardwells entered Parallel Worlds I, sat in the same
pilot and crew chairs as in the movie. Megan leaned forward,
pressed the vid-bar.
Captain Eastward welcomed them on the large screen with
the full crew behind him, foremost Robeson and Larriette.
"We are honored to have you. You have done the right thing,
left the car doors open, the motor running. You will not need
it where we are going."
Robeson spoke in his rich timbre: "You will never belong as
you belong with us."
Larriette in her reassuring voice: "This side of high heaven,
you will never be loved as you will be loved among us."
The rockets throoooshed.
The Cardwells thrust
their fate to the future
and were gone.