Trapped!: the 2031 Journal of Otis Fitzmorgan (2009)
“OUR ONLY LIGHT CAME FROM THE FINGERTIPS OF OUR GLOVES.
JANUARY 6, 2031 Day 6 of 6 4:30 PM I held a finger in front of my mouth to indicate that we should be quiet.
Charlotte shrugged and pulled a face, and I knew what she meant. Our entrance through the airlock must have made enough racket to alert anyone on the level that someone had entered.
A thin strip on the sleeve of my suit glowed green, indicating that there was now oxygen in the chamber. We quickly unsnapped our helmet...s and set them silently down on the floor.
As we opened the inner hatch, my ears were filled with the loud hum of working machinery. Much of the mechanical equipment that ran the magnetic clamps was housed on this level. I could only hope that noise had been enough to cover our entrance.
The lights were off and the space was dark, but I knew it held stacks of boxes, large crates, and pieces of scientific equipment as well as most of the artworks from the auction.MoreLess
JANUARY 6, 2031 Day 6 of 6 4:30 PM I held a finger in front of my mouth to indicate that we should be quiet.
Charlotte shrugged and pulled a face, and I knew what she meant. Our entrance through the airlock must have made enough racket to alert anyone on the level that someone had entered.
A thin strip on the sleeve of my suit glowed green, indicating that there was now oxygen in the chamber. We quickly unsnapped our helmet...s and set them silently down on the floor.
As we opened the inner hatch, my ears were filled with the loud hum of working machinery. Much of the mechanical equipment that ran the magnetic clamps was housed on this level. I could only hope that noise had been enough to cover our entrance.
The lights were off and the space was dark, but I knew it held stacks of boxes, large crates, and pieces of scientific equipment as well as most of the artworks from the auction.MoreLess
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