Atlas' head hurt. He looked around the area, to check if the coast was clear. The air was quickly being sucked out by the hole the mech had made in Pandora's hull, so he made a mad dash to the nearest airlock and sealed it shut behind him. Looking through the window, he saw his mech dislodge and drift back out into space.
I get the feeling that thing was affecting me. Maybe it's good to just let it go. It's one curse I can do without.
His head still throbbing, for reasons he didn't yet fully understand, he made his way back to his quarters and dropped onto his bed.
I wonder what the others are up to...
