First message
Here you are, weightless and cold. Your ship is gone, your crew with it, and you’re all that’s left. It’s so cold, and so dark. The light of the surface get further and further out of reach. The pressure around you crushes your body more and more the deeper you sink. Your lungs burn, and your vison is blurring to a haze. Right as you black out, you feel a hand grab yours.