I awoke in darkness; I couldn't tell what had happened to me. Every time I tried to move I felt weighed down; this opened two possibilities; one, there was a heavy object on me or two, the artificial gravity had malfunctioned. Personally I preferred the latter option, seemed slightly safer to me.

Slowly I began to come around until I was fully aware of my surroundings. I soon realised that there was nothing laid over me. I let out a sigh of relief before attempting to stand.

It was a great strain but I managed to pull myself up on the lift panel to the controls. I hit one of the buttons on the console and called for help before falling once more to the floor. I just hoped someone had heard my call.

The temperature seemed unbelievably high; I was sweating more than I had ever before.

I went over what I knew. I had been rescued from a Wraith Hive-Ship and brought back to the Virtue where I had gotten into a lift. There was a loud snapping sound and I felt the lift plummet, the Virtue was in a firefight and the lift was very warm.

I began to bring things together.

Fire, I thought, the lift shaft is on fire! Once more I pulled myself to the panel, "Help me please!" I shouted "I'm stuck in the lift; I think the shaft is on fire and the gravity is malfunctioning. Please, if anyone can hear this help me!"

The alarm was distant but I could hear it, Lucas had ordered all the jumpers to the ship. I got the feeling that I would soon find myself in big trouble.

From above I could hear the banging on the metal doors, "Hello?" someone shouted down, "Down here!" I shouted with all my might. The door exploded into a burst of light then fell and impacted the lift roof deep below. "Are you okay?" the voice asked me, "I'm fine, listen carefully, restore the normal artificial gravity to this lift and I can get out."

Footsteps revealed the man had both heard and understood me. The ship shook more violently this time; clearly the Wraith were almost penetrating the hull. I hoped the man would get the gravity fixed in time. The alarm had stopped sounding; meaning the ship had started the countdown to hyperspace.

There were another series of violent movements then I felt the lift lighten, I lifted myself up and began shooting the roof. Luckily the fire had weakened it and a section collapsed.

I jumped as high as I possibly could and managed to get a hold on the roof that was left. Well aware it would be weakened, I pulled myself up as swiftly as possible. The ancients lifts weren't easy to escape from, they had no ropes you could cut or pulleys you could climb; just a shaft.

Soon the man returned with a long piece of rope, seemed they weren't too advanced for that. He lowered it to me and I used it to climb the wall.

I hit the shaft door close from the corridor and it slammed shut as we entered hyperspace.

We had escaped but how far were we going, I was certain that we didn't collect enough fuel to make it to our destination and we couldn't attempt another assault.