A WEEK AFTER THE CRASH

The Tulpar was oddly quiet, not much noise was currently being made nor heard. Everyone was off to their own, Daisuke sleeping, Curly in the Medical wing, even he was silent, he’d usually be wailing in pain. And lastly Swansea was protecting that damned door to the Cryopods. But the silence was split by a distressing scream, a scream which upon investigation came from Jimmy, Anya sitting atop of him, the source of his pain in her hands, a sharp blade of a knife, the handle clutched in her hands as tears ran down her face. She looked angered yet saddened, a confusing yet concerning sight..