Darkness

    There is a loud explosion somewhere below, so close that the floors rattle.  In the pitch black there is the sound of huge crates falling and mental scattering on the vast floor, a number of screams can be hear from different points throughout the entire loading bay.  The floor begins to tip and it is obvious that The Tomorrow has begun to capsize.  Stuck in the loading bay, with all of the heaviest objects, in the pitch black, is no where good to be when a vessel capsizes.  B'eight knows this, but also knows that there is not a thing that can be done.

   "Forell?" B'eight calls out into the dark.

   "I'm still here, but we need to get out, and quick!"

     Just then, the emergency lights clicked on.  Just in time to see a large crate sliding down the room directly at them.  Easily 5 times the hight of an average person and twice as wide the metal crate is picking up momentum as the ship turns, angling the floor straight toward B'eight and Forell.

 - B'eight jumps to the left, away from Forell

 - B'eight jumps right, toward Forell

 - B'eight does nothing, frozen in terror





















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