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The End to Come - Page 13

With the help of a stranger, Olivia clambered into the large, hollow, tunnel-shaped suit. It was sleek and firm, wrapping around her body like a snug metallic cocoon, its surface smooth and reflective under the dim light. She trembled slightly as the entrance was sealed with a swift, zipper-like snap that echoed in the enclosed space. The sound was immediately followed by a deep, resonant mechanical hiss as the suit pressurized around her, the sudden shift in pressure causing her ears to pop painfully, a sharp reminder of the abrupt change in her environment.

The exoskeleton's sensors flickered uncertainly, unable to properly detect her petite frame. The helmet's display couldn't locate her eyes, and an error message appeared on the visor. Her hands barely reached the suit's gloves, floating ineffectively in the oversized sleeves. She had to strain with her weary legs to keep her head within the helmet, yet it felt futile—like being encased in a shell too big to manage. The arms hung limply at her sides, mere dead weight, and the helmet was so large that her head seemed to drift inside it, each movement unstable, as if she were suspended in a hollow sphere. The environmental control system hummed to life. At least the suit acknowledged someone was inside and didn't overheat her. The faint, stale scent of recycled air, cold and sterile, filled her lungs. It felt clean and refreshing compared to the fumes she'd inhaled while trying to maintain her section. Fresh air was a modest comfort. Olivia's breathing was rapid and panicked. The suit felt wrong, like a coffin. She wanted to fight it, but she couldn't.

The stranger gently pressed his helmet against hers, creating a soft clink in the silence of space. His voice, steady and reassuring, flowed through the comms like a warm current cutting through the cold vacuum: "Brave girl. We will be fine."

He gently caressed the side of her helmet, his touch tender yet distant, before turning away. The words he had spoken were meant to reassure her. Still, instead, they left her feeling diminished like a small child being comforted before an impending ordeal. It was reminiscent of those nerve-wracking moments as a child, waiting for the nurse to administer a vaccination, the anticipation far worse than the sting itself. Olivia's body trembled, her fists clenched tightly as she squeezed her eyes shut, attempting to stem the flow of tears that threatened to spill over and blur her vision. Inside the cold, impersonal shell of her space suit, her desperate sobs echoed silently, a private turmoil that remained concealed from the world. No one could hear the quivering fear in her breath. No one could see the primal scream trapped within her chest. Through the visor of her helmet, Olivia watched as the stranger moved with a determined stride towards the airlock controls; he moved with purpose, indifferent to her silent plea for solace.

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Digital Drapery CoSun, Mar 30

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Olivia's struggle inside the suit made it feel so claustrophobic, like I could almost feel the weight of it myself. The contrast between the cold, mechanical environment and her raw, human fear was really powerful.
And that stranger, his words were meant to comfort, but they almost felt distant, like he's seen too much to really connect. It makes me wonder about his backstory. Has he helped people like this before? Or is he just saying what he thinks she needs to hear? Either way, the dynamic between them is so intriguing.
You have a way of pulling readers into the moment, making every breath and movement feel so real. Cant wait to see where this goes next!

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emarukk

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Mon, Mar 31

Olivia is making even strangers nervous with her fears and hesitation. Before we start to know the stranger, who and what he is, there are a few pictures. It might be that he doesn't have great experience with people, or at least, it seems clumsy to me when dealing with Olivia.