I can tell it's Friday - I'm tired and my imagination is fried. It was an effort of will to write just five sentences in reaction to Lillie McFerrin's Five Sentence Fiction challenge prompt this week: vision. For some reason, however, I feel like I've made some unstated committment to keep participating in these challenges, so here you go. Please go to Lillie's site to read others' stories. Thanks.
“Houston, we have a problem,” the voice echoed through the command center, no more welcome in this century than it had been in the last.
“We copy you, Captain, and have the visual on screen,” the mission commander said, his face pale.
Project VISION had been rife with problems from the start, but this one could spell the end for all of them, more literally for some than others. The probe was intended to allow those confined to Earth to see further into space, with the twist that it could choose its own course based on a pre-set list of factors of interest to the scientists. It had been operational for less than an hour when it turned toward the launch-craft, set on a collision course.