New Frontier

There’s a sense foreboding like a cold, dark rock, growing in the pit of your stomach as you cautiously peer through the small, glass window. The room behind the door is small and rectangular, which you figure is the airlock. It’s too dark to see any distinct features of the room or its contents, but you can clearly see a large, jagged hole in the wall opposite to you, leading to the cold, dark expanse of space.