This was really good. A lot more feeling than the other two camera Pro.s.
In the lens: a woman with her eyes rolled back into her skull, brutal bite marks on her clothes and limbs, her mouth agape. It would have whined, but the ship soon depressurized, creativing an aboslute vaccuum and sucking the sound out of the hull.
*This is my favorite part. It sounded bad enough with the description you gave in the previous chapters but with this added, I can REALLY how awful the aftermath of the explosion was.*shivers* Tis Great! Loved it!
~Rieda
I love, love.
*This wonderful crit is brought to you by CCF!*
I may not be entirely right on this, but isn't "people" plural already? I'm sure you know better than I, though.
I really like the chapters you have set up like documentaries, although this one had me somewhat confused. I get it but I'm not entirely sure what it is...speaking of. Oh well, I'll survive, right? I think my more-than-normally slow brain is being its usual self.
"other" hee hee. "Others". More LOST references!
“It's necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.” ― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
In the winter months, gale storms in Svalbard can reach wind speeds of 130 km/h. Accompanied by or following snowfall, such storms can reduce visibility dramatically, more so in the winter months of the polar night. During these storms, travel is not advised. — The Documentarian
Loved it!
