Trent looked out the window from the chair in the cockpit and thought that no matter how many times he saw it, the sun always looks good. Especially when seen from up close. He knew that his shields wouldn't last very long if he got much closer and that he should turn around and head back home, but he never could resist this sight.
After a few more minutes, an alarm went off, signalling his shields were losing power, and he was left with no choice but to head back after all. He turned the ship around, put it on autopilot, and headed back to Earth. Along the way he still took time to take in all the sights. He had never gotten tired of the endless boundaries of space and still thought there were some beautiful sights. This was why he flew at cruise speed. He thought to himself that it was worth the extra time.
He had just gotten past Venus when another alarm went off. This time telling him that someone had fired on his ship. He was able to act fast enough to dodge the first missile, but another came not long after. He was not so lucky a second time. His shields were down and there was too much damage for him to do evasive manoeuvres. He decided his only real shot to get out alive was to point himself at Earth as best as he could, and fire up the engines to full power. He didn't like going as fast as he could usually because he didn't want to miss the sights, but when people are shooting at you and you can't fight back, your best bet is to run. He thought to himself he could always see the sights later.
He saw Earth in the distance, and fired up the engines just before another missile hit him. This one would have taken him out had it hit. That was the last thing he was able to do though, he was too shaken up, and the sudden increase in speed had thrown him off his seat as he had forgotten to strap himself in. He hit the wall hard and saw nothing but darkness before he passed out.