Untitled Story 1 :: Prologue

As I struggle to move along the cold metal corridor, I hear nothing. Nothing at all, but for my faint breathing. No explosions, no destruction, no engine... No life support. Stranded in the middle of nowhere with no one in reach of any communications. Trying to find the oxygen and will to keep going. Trying to find a shuttle, a suit hookup. Trying to find my sister. Trying to find life. Trying to find anything. I drag myself through a hatch. I seal it and vent the remaining air and heat from the previous corridor. Still not enough. My vision is going. I can almost see the suit hookup. Almost, but it is just out of my grasp. I crawl forward, nearly blind. Something knocks the ship, sending me backwards. Blackness. My vision is gone. I hear what might be footsteps running down the corridor, then that is gone too. I have a strange sensation of floating. Then nothing. Nothing at all... I have failed her. My sister. I have died. I promised to keep her safe, and I died...