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Day 1
I'm still breathing.
The space station was eerily quiet, the usual hum of machinery replaced by an unsettling silence. The lights flickered sporadically, casting long, ominous shadows across the walls. Equipment lay scattered, a testament to the chaos that had erupted moments before. I stood in the center of it all, heart pounding, trying to make sense of the situation.
My crew mates were at the far end of the station. Their faces wore masks of fear and confusion as they called out to me, their voices barely audible over the growing din. I tried to move towards them, but my feet felt like they were encased in concrete. Every step was a struggle, as if the very air around me was thickening, holding me back.
Suddenly, the station began to shudder violently. The walls groaned under the pressure, and the ceiling started to cave in. Debris rained down, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe. The air was thick with dust and smoke, obscuring my vision. My crew mates were getting further and further away, their figures fading into the darkness.
Just as the station seemed on the verge of complete collapse, a blinding light enveloped me. I felt a strange sensation, like being pulled through a tunnel at incredible speed. The next thing I knew, I was no longer in the space station.
I found myself in a room dimly lit by four spotlights directly opposite me, the walls smooth and metallic. The air was cool and sterile, a stark contrast to the chaos I had just escaped. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized I was not alone. Tall, slender, armored figures with multiple, hairy limbs and large, razor sharp mandibles stood around me. They moved with an eerie grace.
I was on a Pah'kreth vesse!
Panic surged through me, but before I could react, one of the beings stepped forward. It spoke in a language I couldn’t understand, yet somehow, the ominous meaning was clear in my mind. “We have saved you.”
I looked around, trying to comprehend my new reality. The space station, my crew mates, the collapse—it all seemed like a distant nightmare. But this was real. I was on an alien ship, saved from certain death, but now facing an entirely new and uncertain future.
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