Shumi gasped a she was thrown back by an unscene force. stunned, she tried to sit up and reorient her aim to sound of retreating footsteps.  he was gone. Shumi let her narrow shoulders fall breathed hard sitting her knees. 'what was that?!' it took her a few moments to snap out of her daze. whomever that was, he was male, meaning that not everyone on the ship had died. and she had foolishly showed herself. shit! she had to get back to grab her things and get back to the Beagle. something was happening and she didn't want to get caught in the middle of it. she had to get back the Beagle and make preparations. Pronto!