Chapter 7888August 5, 2026 at 6:01 PM
...four, exhale for four.*
The phantom burning in her lungs eased slightly, though the air remained thin and metallic. She pushed off the severed bulkhead, propelling herself through the zero-gravity gloom
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...four, exhale for four.*
The phantom burning in her lungs eased slightly, though the air remained thin and metallic. She pushed off the severed bulkhead, propelling herself through the zero-gravity gloom
minutes if she panicked. Three if she kept moving.
She forced her racing heart down, counting the rhythm of her pulse against the pounding in her temples. *Inhale for four, hold for
ITY CRITICAL.*
She dragged her gloved hand down the icy frost blooming across her visor, trying to clear her blurred line of sight. Twelve percent gave her less than four
like swallowing glass, thick with the sharp tang of ozone and burnt insulation.
A crimson warning flashed across her cracked heads-up display: *OXYGEN AT 12%. SUIT INTEGR
glare of the breach gave way to the sluggish, rhythmic amber pulse of emergency lighting.
She collapsed against the reinforced bulkhead, her knees buckling under the weight of her compromised suit. Every breath felt
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