She could see through the clear plastic front of the airlock, though there wasn’t much to see. The interior of this section looked like the inside of a vein, dripping with some kind of moisture that hadn’t boiled away in vacuum. There was another layer of green in front of them, though this looked far thinner. She could see something orange beyond, like a distant tunnel light. “We’ll have to do some more cutting up ahead. Brace, Deadlight. Don’t panic.”