Faster Than Light

Space is a dangerous place - filled with death and destruction around every corner. It is thinly veiled behind its beauty, but is nevertheless there. Always, no matter where, space will try and kill you, either by removing your ability to breathe or by destroying everything you've ever loved.

No matter what, space will tear apart those who venture into it.

Dash was hungry. But if she removed the tube from her mouth there would be no air to breathe.

She would rather starve than suffocate. SO she left the tube in her throat, and tried to think of better things.

The only memory she could catch in her dream catcher was that of food. Food that, woefully, she could only dream about.

At the very least the tube kept her lungs filled.

Space is a beautiful monster. No matter the circumstance, it will always try to kill you.

The oxygen generator was exposed to the void.

It was so very, very cold.

Even when the system's sun illuminated the decimated room, Dash felt little more than total numbness. It hurt.

It hurt, and Dash could not stop it from hurting. It hurt.

Dash took another deep breath and tried not to think about it, but she shivered anyway.

In the distance, behind the gas planet that the Kestrel had been orbiting for months, something came to a halt.

It was rectangular, with exposed struts and pylons. It was much larger than the Kestrel.