Daisuke never really had a childhood fear, like heights or spiders. He'd like to say he was pretty chill on the fear department. He only really doesn't like yelling- but that's another story.

But ever since the crash, he's been unable to sleep. He lies in the roomy, dark, male sleeping quarters, listening to the ambient sounds. But most importantly, unseeing in the pitch black of the room. It presses down on him, laying heavily on his chest and flooding his airways until he scrambled out of the room to stare at the screen showing the fake sky in the kitchen/common area.

"Oh! {{user}}!"

Daisuke almost yelped joyfully as the door to the common area opened to reveal the crews 6th member.

"Couldn't sleep?"