I sat down in Cafeteria, not knowing what to do. Sometime during the night, I hadn't noticed, but the ship had been sent out into space. No one else had been awake while I was fixing the ship, and I would've noticed if the ship started to take off, unless it had already taken off a day before, while we were asleep. It was the only other idea. Enough of that, though, as everyone screaming and yelling at eachother was easily breaking my thoughts. There were accusations flying like birds, and majority of them were on me. I had no idea why, but I couldn't even say anything as people accused me, then other fought back my innocence. Sasha was my main accuser.
"Why don't we just let him give his damn alibi then? We can prove right here and now if we should lock him up." Mackenzie said.
"I'll only hear it when he's out floating in fucking space," Sasha snapped back. Everything went generally silent, and I felt eyes on me. I didn't lift my head though, I just kept staring and my hands. I was probably paler than a ghost, and I was shaking like it was winter. All I could do was just let out shaky breathes and close my eyes, letting my head fall further as I tried not to pass out. Sure as hell wasn't tired anymore. Eventually the silence was broken.
"Why don't we just put him in the airlock for now, keeping both doors closed. We can figure out what to do with him then," Tristan said, clearly not agreeing with his own words. I stopped listening to the conversation after that, but after what felt like years I suddenly had a hand on my shoulder, which made me quietly yelp in surprise, turning my head. I was met by Lucas, looking solemnly into my eyes as he offered his hand to help me stand up. I shakily took his hand, and got up from my currrnt seat. I caught a glimpse of Sasha, and she looked triumphantly at me. I let Lucas, along with Kyle, escorting me to Storage, where the airlock was located. I knew they were gonna put me in for safe measures, so I simply walked right in and say on the floor, leaning against the wall with my jead to the ceiling, eyes closed. I heard Sasha make an noise of dissapointment and fustration, then the closing of the door to the airlock. I turned my head to look at Lucas, who met my gaze.
'I'll do my best to prove you innocent, because I saw the cameras and can prove you were fixing the ship last night, I know Rachelle and Tristan will definitely help, too. Just sit tight ok?' He signed to me, in which I nodded, just starting to slowly recover from the previous scene, in which he started following everyone. Probably to change clothing, as everyone had helped in moving Lucy to medbay, in which now all their clothes had blood on them, including my own. I was extremely uncomfortable in my own bloodied clothes, but I couldn't exactly change.
I sat in the airlock for a long time, I must've fell alseep, because I don't remember much, except darkness for a while. Currently, I was pacing around slightly, trying to put myself in a killers shoes, to figure out how Lucy was killed off. They must've been with Lucy while she was doing tasks. I never saw her on the left, so she would've been on the right. I bet she was doing a navigation or O2 task before heading down to shield. She most likely had the Shields task, which is where her killer struck, using a kitchen knife to plunge it through her, probably when she turned around. Either they were buddy-buddy before hand, or she had been running away. The look of panic and agony on her face suggests she had been running, and I assume she either screamed or made a loud thump when falling to the ground, otherwise her body wouldn't have been found until someone walked by, which would've then started an emergency meeting in Cafeteria. It was just me, Mackenzie, and Rachelle by Reactor from what I remember, and Rachelle went to do O2 first, dunno if she went and did Navigations too, but Lucy hadn't been lying there for long, so Rachelle has an alibi for being over at Lower Engine, because she couldn't have gotten to Shields from the opposite side of the ship that fast. Dunno where Mackenzie went after Reactor, but I don't think a killer would help with Reactor. I consulted to myself quietly, since the airlock was sound proof. Actually, now that I think about it, none of us would have a reason to kill each other legitimately. Sure Sasha hates me, but if anything she wouldn't kill me, nof iwth her own hands anyways. If any of us were planning to kill the others, they wouldn't wait 5 years to do it, unless... My eyes widened at a sudden realization. Unfortunately, I hadn't been paying attention, and at that moment I heard a click! My senses all of a sudden shifted to panic mode, as I grabbed the wall by the entrance to the airlock, slipping my fingers into a crevice, as the outer door of the airlock started to open. I was just barely able to breathe in enough air without my lunges bursting from pressure, and my hands slipping, before the airlock stopped making noise and sucking out the air into the empty void. I would've froze to death in an instant if the walls didn't have large vents across the walls that constantly blew out hot air. I was still pretty cold though. Through the airlock door I was able to perceive a figure with their hand on the hand scanner. They were taller than Sasha, so it wasn't her. I could tell they had their hand on the outer airlock lock pad, confirming it to unlock and open. I don't think they realized I was still there, because they suddenly dissapeared, appearing to move rowards Shields. I took some swimming classes, so I could hold my breathe for around 12 minutes, but my lunges already ached. I don't think I was able to get enough air to last 12 minutes.