Under Distant Stars
~ Diaspora Worlds Mini-Series
She woke up wedged in a crevice. Far above her bright flashes showed rough rock walls with a small opening. She was trapped tight against rock. Muscles tense, she wiggled, wild to get free.
What if I make myself drop?
She held still. The data record of her bios in her eye frame showed her heart rate and blood pressure were far too high. Her head ached and the pain sharpened when she turned her head, but otherwise her body, and more importantly, her enviro suit, were functional.