Marooned on Giri Minor
With a sickening sense of helplessness you allow the tether to pull you back toward the airlock. "Tira," you say, "don't worry, we'll turn around and come back for you!" But already the comm has gone eerily silent.
When the airlock doors close behind you, and the room pressurizes full of air, you feel defeated. It wasn't much more than hour ago that you felt bored and undervalued. Then you set off on what you expected to be an exciting spacewalk with two other people--and now you're the only one who has returned safely to the ship. That's quite an emotion to process, you're finding out.
But before you have a chance to dwell on that feeling, something strikes the ship and sends you reeling in the airlock, your EV suit still half undone.
"Starman!" Siggo shouts over the comm, as you're getting back up on your feet. "We're in a very bad situation here. Thrusters aren't responding, and that last collision knocked us out of orbit like a line drive into right field."
The metaphor is lost on you. "Uh, OK," you say.
"We're going down," Siggo says. "We're heading straight for a crash landing on Giri Minor, and all I can do is try and minimize the damage. What I need from you is to get up to that passenger cabin and make sure everyone is secure."
"Yes, sir," you say. You finish taking off the EV suit and take the service lift directly to the upper deck.
When the airlock doors close behind you, and the room pressurizes full of air, you feel defeated. It wasn't much more than hour ago that you felt bored and undervalued. Then you set off on what you expected to be an exciting spacewalk with two other people--and now you're the only one who has returned safely to the ship. That's quite an emotion to process, you're finding out.
But before you have a chance to dwell on that feeling, something strikes the ship and sends you reeling in the airlock, your EV suit still half undone.
"Starman!" Siggo shouts over the comm, as you're getting back up on your feet. "We're in a very bad situation here. Thrusters aren't responding, and that last collision knocked us out of orbit like a line drive into right field."
The metaphor is lost on you. "Uh, OK," you say.
"We're going down," Siggo says. "We're heading straight for a crash landing on Giri Minor, and all I can do is try and minimize the damage. What I need from you is to get up to that passenger cabin and make sure everyone is secure."
"Yes, sir," you say. You finish taking off the EV suit and take the service lift directly to the upper deck.