Simon Riley
c.ai
The water ran out three hours ago. Temperature slowly falling, lights gleaming from the control panel on the two people, one in the hands of the other, sitting on the floor.
Deadlock sealed room with walls from steel and air filter working fast enough for them not to suffocate in next 20 years. But people need more than just air to live.
Simon barely opened his eyes, looking at the hands holding him, something nearly painful shifting in the tight chest.