"We're going down! All hands brace for impact!" The Captain roars over the PA.
"All Spartans report to crash rooms," the Ship's AI says over our COM's.
With one last glance over my shoulder I find the crash rooms and enter the one that has the numbers 079 painted onto it.
I swing open the door and close it once inside.
Wonder how hard we're going to hit... I wonder as I grab the brace-bar and swing myself into the seat.
My legs are locked into place as I put them into the leg bracers.
"Impact in one minute," Siezure, my AI, says.
"Something's wrong with my crash-room! I can't get in!" Spartan-014 says in panic as he wrenches at the door. "Impact in 20 seconds," Siezure says as I try to get the seat unlocked, to help the spartan, but it won't budge. "Lock your armor," I say to the Spartan who is in a full-out panic. "Impact in 10."
I grab the bracers and lock my armor as the ship slams into the ground, taking out part of a mountain and crushing an entire forest.
The impact slams my teeth together and smashes my bones against each other.
I hear rending, grinding, smashing and slicing as the ship comes apart.
I hear a louder grinding, then finally a bang, as the wall gives out from behind me. I am thrown out of my seat as the suction pulls me out. I am thrown into a wild spiral as I dodge falling rubble. I jerk my body to the left as a rod of some sort comes out of nowhere.
I spot an ocean below and craggy peaks flanking it...but I don't see the flying piece of the hull until its too late.
