If you look up at the night sky in the middle of the night you are able to see stars. As many as you are able to count. Even beyond that. The amount of stars captivates a young child.

This child was never allowed out during the day. A life underground was the life for this one. At night time however, ventures to the wilderness were commonplace.

I'll get up there one day. I just gotta see those stars.

The stars captivated that future space-walker. He looked for new places to watch the stars every chance he could get.

Soon, he was determined to go to space. His imagination was running wild. He had ants in his pants, and he needed to get to space.

The space-walker began working to build himself a spaceship. His parents would have to force him to get his sleep. In time the space-walker had built himself a spaceship. It could only fit one person, but that is all he really needed.

During one practice run, an explosion in a nearby factory caused glowing particles to filter into the ventilation system in the spaceship. The glowing particles activated while he was in his spaceship. The space-walker wasn't bothered though, he was on a mission to see the stars.

"That was a rough ride, all that shaking made me kind of dizzy."