STABLE SC

Three arks. Two worlds. One chance at survival.  On an Earth with a dying Sun, there are two kinds of people. The Chosen. And the left behind. We thought it was over. We thought our days as a species were numbered. But then, then a miracle happened. We received a transmission from an alien civilization that knew we needed help. So they threw us a life raft in the form of designs for Space Arks, we built 3. Interstellar capable, with pre-programmed coordinates to bring us to their home world, a place we were told could be called home. 100,000 humans per Ark, chosen to represent the best in us, a last ditch effort to save humanity. Do I trust these aliens? hell no. but what choice do we have?