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Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Aleesha couldn't help but to think back to the air lock. The way that woman banged on the door. Sure, the glass may have been bullet proof and capable of withstanding the force of vacuum, but the strength someone possesses when they're about to experience death is uncanny.
Ship Trap. Chapter 9: Drift
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. For David being in the rift was as natural for him as floating in a sensory deprivation tank was for others. Back in the chamber, there he experienced the sensation of vacuum on his skin, the sense of gravity pulling him down, the burning of his lungs and oncoming headache from the lack of air, and the temperature differences of the room around him.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. For those that say do not know. For those that know do not say. As the phrase goes a wise man only speaks when he has something of importance to say. Yet, there are beings that are as wise, if not wiser than us, but also more capricious.
Costly Minute Oversights
The hustle and bustle of Minneapolis was always a burden, especially ever more so in winter. Hence, why Caitlyn was grateful for it being in the summer. Strolling along the sidewalk towards the train station, she tried preoccupying herself with tasks at the law firm. Sure, she was a rookie, but grunt work wasn't the only thing she was relegated to.
His mouth was dry, his eyelids crusted over, and his right arm and foot were itching like crazy. Rolling his head over, he tried to peel his eyes open, yet he currently lacked the awareness of his strength to do so. Everything was vague, figments, and barely coming to. His senses were awakening and the external world was crashing upon him like a wave does to a beach's shoreline.