The atmosphere on the planet was thin and Agnes found it hard to breathe. There was a mist in the air, it was thick and it left a weird taste on her tongue. She knew not to fight, panicking would only make it worse.
Surely Picard and the team were trying to rescue her. The anxiety was rising inside of her and she knew she had to calm down.
Sitting down on the ground, Agnes steadied her breathing, taking in deep breaths and slowly exhaling. Feeling the sensation of a transporter around her, she smiled when she saw her friends.