Sarah’s fingers danced over the holographic interface. "The Star 3 module is holding, Elias. But the 7z compression seal on the external hatch is failing. We’re losing pressure in the airlock."
Beneath him, the planet groaned. A massive tectonic shift in the ice below sent a shockwave through the ship. Elias lost his grip, spinning into the violet haze, saved only by the thin umbilical cord of his tether. "Elias!" Sarah’s voice was a ghost in his ear.
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"If that hatch blows, the extraction rig goes with it," Elias muttered. He grabbed his mag-tether and stepped toward the airlock. "What are you doing?" Sarah’s voice spiked with alarm.