Deep Blue Déjà vu

familiar spaces

[Authors note: little edit of the previous sketch, just some visualization

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Ryley woke with a start, wincing at the sudden movement, he looked around sluggishly and he groaned in pain as he tried to move, what was that sound? Oh...

blood.

He was hanging upside down in his command chair while being held in by the seatbelt, he watched as his blood dripped onto the floor- ceiling? Well, it's the floor now. He lifted his arms from where they had hung limply up to his chest and released the seatbelt clasp and he yelped as he fell in a heap, he lay there for a moment, what now...? He had just been betrayed, shot down, and returned to the planet he had nightmares about almost every night, but he felt numb to his emotions, no idea what to do next he groaned again as he sat up and looked himself over for injuries, there was a gash on the right side of his head from his ear to his cheekbone, his ribs felt broken, and a piece of shrapnel lodged in the back of his right calf, he looked up at the back wall of the room, the engine must have exploded, but as he looked at the wall he noticed a bigger problem: the light, it was tinted blue and had a waving pattern to it, he knew that pattern anywhere.

He twisted around and looked out the windshield in horror. He was underwater, and the glass was cracking, slowly, but it was leaking, he turned back to the back wall and noticed that water was running down the walls in rivulets where shrapnel from the engine had punched holes in the wall, now panicking he attempted to stand up but slipped in the small puddle of blood and water. He tried again, this time he managed to get to his feet he reached up and grabbed the hanging seatbelt for stability, he looked around, the water was up to his ankles now, he looked around for a moment and then let go of the seatbelt and stumbled towards the wall, his leg almost giving out beneath him before he reached it to steady himself, he cringed in pain, shifting his weight to the uninjured leg and he started to walk along the wall towards the door.

By the time he reached the door the water was up to his knees, it mixed with his blood and stung the wound, he grabbed the handle of the bulkhead and twisted it, as he opened it water rushed through and knocked him off his feet, he was tossed over in the torrent of water and the face mask earpiece beeped and glass materialized around his face. he flailed blindly feeling for a handhold and finally, he caught the back of the command chair, he gritted his teeth, he pushed against the chair and swam towards the now wide open bulkhead into the hallway, as he passed through he noticed more holes in the wall, and dents, but straight ahead was a hole about a meter wide in the bulkhead to the engine room, the edges of It were smooth and looked like when he used a laser cutter, that must be where the ship sh- Ryley almost coughed out all the air he was holding in his lungs but managed to hold his breath, he had almost blocked out what had happened to him from stress, but he didn't have time for that. Looking up he saw a bubble of air still at the top of the room, but it was quickly filling, he swam up quickly and gasped for air in the tiny space, he pressed his face against the top of the room and took a few breaths before the water had fully filled the space. He swam back down and looked to his left where in the wall to the living quarters was another hole, he swam towards it and entered, he looked around frantically for a medkit- but his heart sank as he saw where another hole was, the laser had shot straight through the hull and the storage cabinet, pieces of paper and cloth fluttered around the water in the room as Ryley looked around again, the water still tinted red around his leg he darted towards the bed and pulled off the blanket and held it tightly in his fist, he could feel his lungs beginning to ache, he spun around and swam out the hole in the hull, out into the water and up to the surface.