The DRV Far Horizon settled down for its long return to the Inner planets. Its comms array were disabled. Its reactor core was manually rigged to run off a spare wrist computer taken from a punctured suit and Initiate deacceleration burn as it passed through Jupiter’s orbit. The cryoberths had been set with manual timers. The disgraced CASS onboard computer ran its diagnostic routines although its command logs had remained empty for months but it was not allowed to talk to the rest of the ship. Not if the crew had anything to do with it. They slept. Yet they knew that they had, like Orpheus descended to Tartarus and returned. Meanwhile, behind them, Tartarus had changed its trajectory and was slowly moving towards the Inner System almost like a large slow dog following its master.
Ladies and gentlemen, you were brilliant players. My sincere thanks for a wonderful evening.