The Cryopod to Hell Classic is the original version of TCTH, written based on the original writing prompts, expanded into a full series, with 490 chapters of fun adventures. However, it is extremely flawed, with paper thin characters and plotlines that don’t resolve properly. It abruptly ends at the finale of Route C, and was never finished with a proper ending. Classic is best read after Refresh so you can appreciate where the story came from. As its own story, Classic has too many flaws for anyone to recommend reading first.
My consciousness swims, as if I’m trapped in the ocean under a sheet of ice, and I can’t escape. I open my mouth to speak, but feel a painful sensation in my chest, as if I’m running out of air, but I can tell it’s a figment of my imagination. Suddenly a robotic male voice…
At the back corner of my cell, there’s an annoying dripping sound that makes it hard to sleep. The puddle of water that’s formed under the metal pipe above makes an audible ‘plop’ noise whenever a drop of water falls off it. I roll around a little on my blanket and sigh quietly to myself,…
Ben and I walk for several minutes without saying anything. I keep wondering to myself how I’m going to ditch him without it looking suspicious, but also if I should even try. He’s close to Marie, and the two of them are in a relationship of some sort. I can probably get information about Marie…
"I can’t believe she killed him. I mean, I can, there just wasn’t any hesitation. It may have even been unintentional." The words flow freely as I pace back and forth, and Marie watches silently as she leans against a wall. "I’m the Supreme Commander! Can’t I get her out of jail?" My question makes…
Marie lights her ‘siguhret’ on fire and breathes it in. She told me it makes her feel good, though I think it smells stinky. I don’t understand why something so smelly would be enjoyable, but I don’t know a lot of other things. It’s better I don’t ask. Marie looks at her wrist gadget. "He’s…
The hover-shaft continues to take me up, and to my relief, nobody gets aboard with me. This particular shaft stops about fifty floors before the top of the stratoscraper, and those floors are usually reserved for crop engineering and other such things. I learned this thanks to my trusty datapad, which never back-talks me or…
A sharp beam of light pierces the solar screen outside and lands directly on my face, making me blink my eyes and raise an untrapped arm to shield my face. A computerized voice speaks from the ceiling, softly so as to not wake the other in the room. "Supreme Commander, it is the designated time…
Master Jason looks around one last time. The old man is gone. I watched him leave… he vanished in just the same way Master does. One moment, he was there, the next he wasn’t. Master turns back to me slowly. "I’ll see you tomorrow, or whenever. Remember your training, and ditch that armor as soon…
Earth, 45,153 L.Y. These are numbers that mean nothing to me. I am a part of the future, now, a place where fantasies become a reality. Starships, warp travel, and stratoscrapers that extend miles into the air, almost past the atmosphere itself. The future is a place where all humans are immortal, all diseases are…
A flash of movement to my side. As expected, the seated commando is in on this charade. I reach down and tap a button on my belt, which sends an emergency short range hypersuit deactivation signal. The Commando flops to the ground uselessly as his suit turns against him, giving me a comical moment that…
