The decision having been made, you see no more reason to wait. Rokapoke, clearly dissatisfied with the outcome, slumps on the floor like a petulant child and refuses to move. You lift him up and carry him off to the airlock, locking him inside. He starts screaming like a little girl and you release the airlock, silencing him for the last time.
Whoosh.
You open the radiation cover to see what's happening. Rokapoke's body is floating in space, writhing and convulsing. His muscles bulge and his arms and face get hairy, after being exposed to the radiation outside. Then he stops moving - an eerie wolf-man floating silently through space.
You feel a deep sense of relief come over you. A killer is dead. But you also feel a tinge of remorse, knowing he had no control over what he became. Unfortunately, the circumstances have called for extreme measures and, in the end, it was your life or his.
Just then, the sun peeks out again and the radiation alarm begins to sound. Before anyone has any more time to think or say anything, you all race to your pods, anxious to survive another day.
The story will continue again next week.
