“Fuck.” Sarah ran straight towards the jumper’s only exit, slowing only long enough to grab her satchel of assorted random tools. She passed through the outer exit into the open airlock. “Get in here, Photuris! We’re getting the fuck out right now!” She tapped her hooves anxiously against the steel, counting each second until her companion was finally inside and the door could be shut behind them. She smacked her leg up against the “Exit” button, and swore loudly as the room started to hiss.