The lights on the bridge flickered. Suddenly, the gravity plating groaned, and the floor tilted ten degrees. Panic surged through the crew as the artificial gravity began to cycle on and off, a strobe effect for the inner ear.
"The company sends their regards, Captain," Marcus said, his voice barely audible over the sirens. "The insurance on the cargo is worth more than the crew." [S3E4] Sabotage
Vane reached for her sidearm, but the gravity cut out entirely. In the weightless chaos of the bridge, the race was no longer about saving the ship, but stopping the man who had already decided they were dead. The lights on the bridge flickered
The hum of the deep-space harvester Ishimura II was a comforting lullaby until the rhythm broke. In the silence of the Maintenance Sub-deck, Kael watched the diagnostic screen flicker red. The oxygen scrubbers weren't just failing; they were being systematically overridden. "The company sends their regards, Captain," Marcus said,