Warm, smoky air filled the Koreans lungs, he let out a shrill scream as heat galloped around him in a sick game, he frantically grasped at the objects around him. His heavy breathing eradicated and was replaced with short, desperate breaths in attempt to get oxygen.
"Help!" He yelled to the void around him, he sounded as if pebbles filled his throat, scratching at his vocal chords like a cat with a mouse.
His screams were silenced by the mechanical roar of his surroundings, a few small vile's of stored breathable air were stationed across the tiled, grey floors that were painfully melting away.
V fell flat onto his stomach as a wave of shock hit his bed, the cabin was pitch black with only the emergency lights dimly on, they flickered every few seconds like a clock, ticking, ticking, ticking away at the time we waste during our precious lives.
He crawled in agony, every motion felt like a spike of flaming rock stabbing him. The tiles grip floor helped him pull himself to one of the vile's, V sobbed as he tried to find the breathing valve. Time kept ticking as he fumbled around, an explosion of fire came crashing outside his door, a deafening boom followed after.
V closed his eyes, the sound system throughout the cabins whispered and creaked one last time, "Oxygen level 0 - Mandatory masks will be distributed, all passengers and crew report to their cabins for further instruction."
His life flashed before him in a peaceful, cinematic way. The sound surrounding him became background music to the nostalgia he was feeling.
Heat seeped into V, diving deep into his flesh, metal bits strung themselves in his neck and embedded his arms. The suit he was wearing incinerated instantly as the door was blown off the hinges to his cabin.
He let out one last cruel attempt at screaming before succumbing to his fiery fate, never to see his home again.
[ E M E R G E N C Y S.O.S S T A R C R A F T M E R C U R Y - S E N T 3:46:12 ]
The ship has flown off course, We lost control of it, the other crew members were killed on impact as we crashed against an asteroid, it took one of our wings, the ship is drifting closer to the sun, its starting to burn the outer layers of our ship. Send our families our best wishes, it's been a good one, boys.
Over and out,
Chief V
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