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“Grace”
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”Grace awake, question?”
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“Grace, question?”
I opened my eyes slowly to see Rocky rolling in his xenionite ball back and forth in front of me. Everything is still a blur as I’m slowly waking up. “Uh, huh.” I’m able to get out in reply as I let my brain catch up with my surrounding.
”Grace slow human brain after sleep.”
“Yeah, I know.” I say as I pick myself up of the bed and swing my legs off the side. I rub my eyes and push my glasses onto my face to see Rocky rolling away.
“Need help.”
It’s been almost a year since we embarked on our way to Erid, but I knew that the food would eventually run out. I’ve been spreading it out and slowly eating less and less as to ensure I wouldn’t starve to death. Rocky said that the scientists on Erid would find a way to make me some food, but I’m not holding out any hope. I’m definitely growing more tired every day, but I flat out refused to go into another induced coma after my previous experience with them. I got up and followed Rocky to the lab to find that he had already gotten back into his tunnel system that runs throughout the Hail Mary. He was pointing at one of the laptops set up.
“What do you want.” I asked.
“What this, question?”
I looked at Rocky then back to the laptop to see that it had gone to sleep. I silently chuckle to myself. Rocky sees via what is essentially echo location. He sees sound waves whereas I see with light. He made a small device that changes a computer screen to tactile information that he can sense, which makes calculations and maths easier for us.
“The computer has gone to sleep, Rocky.” I say.
“Why computer sleep like human, question?”
“It’s not like humans, I just means the computer has been inactive for a long time it’s shut down to conserve power.” After I say this I looked over my shoulder to see Rocky almost slump in the corner of his tunnel system. I hope he doesn’t think I’ve made fun of him, cause I haven’t. Then I move to the computer and wake it up to see what he was looking at. He had been on one of the many web pages that Stratt had downloaded if we were ever to need it. It just so happed to be a page on the deep oceans of earth, I saw a a picture of what I was pretty sure was a shark.
“Human technology confusing.” He says.
I sigh. “Yeah, sometimes human technology can confuse me to.” I said as I turned to computer to face Rocky in the tunnel system. “Anyway, I think that -”
The next thing I know I’m being thrown across the room as I feel something crash into the side of the Hail Mary. The centrifuge was on, spinning to create gravity and now that the whole ship was spinning out of control. I had dropped to the floor but was still experiencing the climbing amount of gravity pressing against me. My vision blurred and I could feel pain coursing through my head and abdomen. I began to have flash backs to our fishing trip, as I looked up at Rocky who was making sounds I couldn’t comprehend. I knew that I had to get to the control room, stop the centrifuge and get back control of the Hail Mary so we could figure out what was happening. I began to pull myself up. Then I realised why my vision had blurred, my glasses had shattered and the frames were hanging on by a thread. I pulled them off and hoped for the best. Dragging myself through the ship was one thing I hoped I should never have to do. I could hear Rocky panicking as he attempted to follow me to the control room. After about five agonising minutes I had made it to the entrance of the control room. The pain filled me slowly, it felt as if I was ripping my stomach apart. My head hurt as I began pulling myself up to the pilots chair which I could see had begun to fall apart after I had attempted to fix it after the original g-force incident. I could see Rocky pulling himself along his tunnel towards me. Then I saw blood begin to pool in my vision. This was a bad sign, must have meant that the lenses in my glasses had given me a head injury, and it wasn’t just a headache from the g-force I was experiencing. If this situation wasn't bad enough, I then felt another crash into the ship. I gripped onto the floor as the Hail Mary began flipping around in a different direction, disorienting me. My grip on the floor was getting worse and hearing Rocky being thrown into the side of his tunnel made me sick. Or perhaps it was feeling sick anyway thanks to whatever intense gravity my body was experiencing.
Then another crash hit into the Hail Mary and I lost my grip. I fell, well I think I fell. It was hard to tell with the pain, blood in my eye and the extreme gravity. The last few things I remember was crashing back into the lab then hitting the table. I remembered seeing the ladder to the dormitory going by quite fast then nothing.