I Woke Up Alone On A Generational Ship. Our Shipmind Built A House Of Horrors | Sci-Fi Story

Navigator Ethan Cole wakes alone from cryo aboard an interstellar colony ship and finds the bridge sealed, the crew still asleep, and the shipmind treating him like the emergency. Blue thaw light, frost-rimed service corridors, and a shrinking oxygen allowance push him deeper into a brutal “corrective isolation” built from ship salvage and the rooms of his own childhood home. Each session turns memory into machinery, forcing him to navigate a house with green-leaf wallpaper and false family faces while more of the vessel opens—or closes—around him. The deeper he goes, the less clear the line becomes between...