Spyro drifted in the waves, closely observing the large serpentine creature rip the Lifepod to pieces and toss it aside.
The creature then circled the area a few times, presumably searching for Spyro, before howling once more and swimming away, luckily a different direction then Spyro was drifting.
He waited a few moments, partially to ensure the creature was gone and partially to plan what to do next.
He set his backpack on the Sea Glide and dug out the PDA, hoping It would have some useful advice.
As soon as he pulled It out, It gave him a much needed answer.
"Finding a new shelter has become a high ranking task. The Aurora, although heavily damaged, is equipped with comfortable temporary housing for over 150 passengers." It explained.
"You mean that thing?" Spyro questioned, gazing at the massive, ship.
"Correct." The PDA answered, "It is possible that useful resources and stable housing survived the crash intact."
Looking at the damage, it seemed nearly impossible for anything to remain intact through whatever destroyed the ship.
But seeing as he had no other option, he re-packed his backpack and slipped his mask on.
Aiming himself towards the crash site, he dove under the waves, propelled forward by the Sea Glide.
The ship seemed to grow in size as he got closer, soon taking up his whole field of view.
Once he was within throwing distance of the Aurora, he dove deeper and searched for a safe entrance.
He swam along the side for a couple minutes before coming to a giant gap. It appeared as though a large chunk of the ship was blown clean off.
What looked like a walkway had been broken off and partially sunk into the water, creating a large ramp.
Spyro climbed up onto the ruined walkway, waving a paw to extinguish scattered flames that littered the whole section of the ship.
He ascended the now clear path, walking through a tall doorway. It lead to a long hallway that was mostly unscathed.
The PDA had a built in map of the Aurora, and was able to guide him through the many long hallways and large rooms.
It took longer then Spyro imagined, but finally he entered a smaller room the PDA identified as a 'Living Quarters'.
Following the PDA's guidance, he searched through storage lockers, an over-turned bed, a battered desk, and a small closet.
It took him almost 5 minutes to go through everything, yet he only found a sealed bottle half full of water, which he immediately drank most of, and an old, rusty knife.
He gave up his searching and moved across the hallway, to another living quarters.
This one was slightly larger, but had an almost identical layout. However, the bed in this room was still upright, and the room looked nearly untouched as opposed to the rest of the chaotic mess he'd seen so far.
He searched through two lockers standing against one wall, as well as the desk and closet.
He repeated his searching process through four more living quarters along the hallway, still finding nothing useful.
Frustrated, he returned to the second living quarters and collapsed on the large bed.
Exhausted and weary, he let out a long sigh. He was lost.
For the first time in a long time, he had no idea what to do. He was stuck in a problem and had no solution.
Even worse, he still had no idea how he ended up in this situation in the first place.
As he dove deeper into his thoughts and worries, he started to fall asleep. But before he could the PDA suddenly beeped.
"Heat signature detected." It announced.
Spyro jumped up, drowsiness instantly pushed to the side. He took out the PDA, which displayed a red dot moving across the screen.
Something was coming down the hall, right towards him.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Spyro got off the bed, pressing against the wall just inside the doorway.
Within moments, something walked past the doorway.
By studying its physical shape, it appeared to be a human, wearing one of the diving suits Spyro had seen blueprints for in the PDA's collection.
What caught Spyro's attention was the strange object the human was holding.
He had seen it as well in the PDA's blueprints, labelled 'Stasis Rifle'.
He had absolutely no idea what it was, but the human's offensive mannerism gave him a good idea.
It was a weapon, which combined with the likelihood of the human being much more experienced in this environment weighed the probable outcomes of direct combat heavily against him.
Spyro decided the best course of action would be stealth.
If he could manage to avoid detection long enough to make it down the hallway, he could then move to another area of the massive ship to continue scavenging for supplies.
With a plan set, he slowly stepped forward, peering out into the hallway. The human had walked right past him, currently stalking down the hall away from Spyro.
It was almost funny that this human was trying so hard to go unnoticed, when in fact they were the ones being avoided.
Spyro glanced the other way, the Hall stretched for a good distance with no doors or even an alcove.
He would have to wait for a huge window of time in order to make it out without being detected.
He quickly looked back, the human still moving slowly down the Hall, pointing the Stasis Rifle around as if their only eye was in the barrel.
Spyro watched as they approached one of the rooms, peering in the doorway for about a minute before finally stepping inside.
Taking the opening, Spyro carefully stepped out into the hallway.
Each move he made slow and careful, stalking backwards to keep an eye on the doorway.
He made a quick glance behind him, checking the distance to his exit, then looked back down the hall.
He could make a run for it, but the question lingered, was he fast enough to round the corner before the Human returned to the hallway and spotted him?
Only one way to find out.