==> You’re alone by the time you regain any semblance of consciousness.
==> Time has passed without you, slipping past while you struggled beneath the surface of feverish dreams.
==> The first sensation that returns is of heat; stifling, choking heat.
==> The spacesuit is smothering you, trapping your bodyheat and feeding the fever.
==> You push yourself up against the wall and struggle out of the heavy garment.
==> There’s nowhere obviously to put it, so you just bundle it up and take it with you.
==> The layout of the ship is unfamiliar, but you let your subconscious guide you back to the bridge, seeking someone, anyone.
==> You need someone to confirm that you’re alive and awake, not just dreaming again.
Is anyone in here?