Thea wasn’t dead.
Little girl. Little girl. You need to wake up now
What was going on?
Come on little girl. You can wake up. Take us out of the danger.
Who was that? Who are you?
It doesn’t matter right now. You need to move. Or we will both die.
Thea opened her eyes.
Funny. The damage didn’t look so bad now. The black lights were not a death knell it seemed. The trolls and other monsters of the noisy world has stopped. How am I alive?
Or maybe my hearing has gone?
Thea started to move her arms and legs. Zero G. The gravity had gone. The escape pod was two meters away. It may as well have been a whole kilometer or two.
But she got to the pod. She wasn’t sure exactly how. It just happened. The craft launched and for a brief few seconds she saw the damage. The entire craft looked like it had melted in a oven like a plastic toy. Except it wasn’t a toy. It was real. That was 50 odd to tones of metal and space cement with a lead coating. The lead was black as the ace of spades. The radiation shield. Nothing was left.
How is this EVA pod going to do better? It hasn’t got a snots chance in hell if the shielding on the mother shield is gone?
Call out. They will rescue you.
How? There isn’t a craft anywhere near here.
Thea found herself using the radio beacon.
“This is Thea of the explorer craft the Gold Lantern. I was hit by a radiation flare. Craft down. I am in a EVA pod. Location is 342, 4563, 56. EVA will last another..”
That can’t be right…
The radiation was clearly massive still. Sol was meant to be in her dormant phase. That’s why I was here.
They are coming. We will survive. Good job Thea.
“Who are you?” She said aloud.
We are who you are
“That makes no…”
There was a ship approaching. It had a huge lead coating. It shined dully. It wasn’t until it was close that she noticed the markings of the Magus Clan. Pirates. Oh gods. Out of the frypan and into the frier.