Our sun is dying. Mankind faces extinction. Seven years ago the Icarus project sent a mission to restart the sun but that mission was lost before it reached the star. Sixteen months ago, I, Robert Capa, and a crew of seven left earth frozen in a solar winter. Our payload a stellar bomb with a mass equivalent to Manhattan Island. Our purpose to create a star within a star.
Eight astronauts strapped to the back of a bomb. My bomb.
ICARUS: Capa. CAPA: Yes? ICARUS: You are dying. All crew are dying. CAPA: We know we're dying. As long as we can live long enough to deliver the payload, we're okay with that.