Smoky darkness surrounded Kanitha. Her lungs stung with every breath she drew, still she suddenly was wide awake. Something, a micro asteroid had impacted and ruptured an airtank near her. Automatic sealing processes had dealt with the leak, but not the fire. Disorientated she looked around.

There was no fire to be seen.

But smoke. Lots of smoke. Just as her grandmother used to say, where there is smoke there is fire.

At least some sort of fire, she figured. A moan of agony came from the other end of the room. “Sutherland, is that you?” Unless someone else had entered the room before she passed out there was no other option than it being Sutherland.

“No it’s not me.” He coughed. In the smoke he was difficult to make out but he rose against the faint back glow of emergency lights.

Crawling on all fours she made her way to him. “Either something caught fire or it’s the fusion reactor leaking plasma.” Every word hurt in Kanitha’s throat, her eyes stung as if pierced by needles. “We need to get out of here. Regardless of what causes this smoke.” Agreeing on that Kanitha turned for the door, Sutherland right behind her.

Attempting to open the door Kanitha was surprised when it didn’t open. Something prevented the mechanism from working.

That could only mean that either outside plasma had built up and would burn them, or that there was an atmospheric leak. Although all electronics were offline the engineers who had built Horizon were wise enough to include purely mechanical safeguards into the doors. From her pockets she fished the glasses, which she used as flashlight. In a corner of the door there was a small mechanical indicator. “Door is locked for good.”

Desperate she turned around. Panic began to crawl up her spine. “There is a maintenance shaft behind that panel.” Sutherland waved her to follow, he too had put on his glasses, used them as flash light.

Reluctantly Kanitha turned hers off, to conserve energy. Who knew when they’d be able to charge them again?

The maintenance shaft was accessible. The way up however was blocked by a bulkhead, presumably for the same reason the door was locked. Plasma or loss of atmosphere.

“It can onkly go down from this point on.” Smoke from the room was wobbling past them, quickly the two entered the shaft and closed the access panel again. After several moments they enjoyed less poisonous air.

For a few minutes the two climbed down before a battery operated warning chime sounded beneath them, between to prongs where Kanitha had been climbing a moment earlier a bulkhead door slammed shut. She swallowed hard. “We better hurry up, what ever is happening, it spreads like wildfire.”

Muttering “agreed” Sutherland continued his descend. Three decks later they found a dead end in form of a closed Bulkhead door. Since it was a lot cooler than above they assumed that atmosphere had been lost, and decided to exit the shaft.

Opening into a room similar to the one they had just left, Sutherland and Kanitha eagerly inhaled the clean air that greeted them.

“Now what?” Kanitha got to her feet and made her way to the door.

“Now we see that we get out of here. Maybe find others. We hope for Dawn Horizon to pick us up, or the linkers. Maybe even the Harpies! For goodness sake, we turned over that ship egg. They owe us.”

The hallway outside was empty, and dark. At least there was no smoke, or immense heat. Kanitha turned on her flashlight, thinking like her before, Sutherland turned his off.

A feeling of uneasiness got hold of her as she looked down the hallway. “See whether this tub can fly, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” She took a step out in the darkness.

While Sutherland got to work, the door slowly closed behind her. “Hello? Is there anybody?” Only three steps away from the door Kanitha felt even uneasier than before. Dark hallways scared her. Especially if all she wanted was to get away.

But prior to that moment she had never faced such a situation. Biting down her fears she went on. At another door she tried to open it, but it was locked. Since there was no heat she assumed it was due to a leak in the hull of that pod.

Weak kneed she went on. A sudden noise from behind her startled her, shrieking she whirled around, found Sutherland in the cone of light from her glasses.

“Pod’s not going anywhere. Micro asteroid went through the propulsion system.” Suddenly feeling better with Sutherland at her side, Kanitha just nodded and pressed on.

After a few minutes of walking down the corridor they met another dead end.

“Tube access point seventeen, subgamma.” Sutherland read the emblazoned plaque next to the door.

“Jackson, is it possible that the momentum is getting lost?” Kanitha felt lighter, but she didn’t know whether it real or an after effect of the smoke.

“It is. I thought it was the smoke getting to my head.” The two went back to the next intersection. “We should try and find a way further down. The further we get away from the center the more likely that there will be undamaged pods.”

Wanting to reply Kanitha took a breath, but paused as they heard an odd sound from down the hallway. The way they had come incidentally.

“Run!” She urged, turning in the way and running. Moments later a thunderous noise filled the air, and for a second she was drawn back by strong currents. Then an emergency bulkhead closed behind them, closing off the newly created vacuum.

“What the hell was that?” Jackson Sutherland rubbed his arm that was brushed by the slamming bulkhead.

“The superstructure is failing, although momentum is getting lost, the mass of the pods, and the uneven mass distribution of the burnt out fusion reactor and its surroundings must have a negative impact on it.” Kanitha tried the adjacent doors to the hallway they were in, with no luck.

All were locked due to no atmosphere behind it. A terrible thought came to her mind. Some of these pods, if not most of them, might have been launched.

They sat in a failing superstructure with no means of escape.

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