~<strong>Ennio Pellegrini - Partaking in the Panic</strong>~<br/><br/>Enio was getting bored of the routine check-ups after cryowake. For the last two days they had only made him go through reflex reassurance and several times he had been going through and through blood draws for several sorts of analysis. He agreed with all that though, but he found it very annoying that they had to be repetitive. The cryowake team seemed like they had nothing better to do but bug him instead over and over again.<br/><br/>So here they had arrived! The first thing he had done when he was on his feet and fully clotherd was check the main monitor and find out how the place looked like. It was still a small dot far away, but in a week they would be getting closer and closer and more and more data would be available. For him this was the Holy Grail! Truly a planet where alien lifeforms would be found! Which he was impatient to get his hands on and sample and analyse. But they wouldn't let him near any imstrument unless he was fully recovered. And that would not happen for the other next two days.<br/><br/>Enio wanted to sleep but he had to be in medic bay in 30 minutes.  He yawned and stretched and dug his head in the pillow... and the entire place shaked violently. Crackling and screeching noises came from everywhere and the lights were out for a few seconds before the emergency lights activated. Niose and static came out of the intercom speakers and Enio looked around in disbelief! Did he hit the pillow *that* hard?!  "Minimal ship functions remaini... ... ...Controlled crash initi... ... prepare for imp... iles may be... tive."<br/><br/>He sprang onto his feet and another shake sent him tumbling against the small desk, after which he was weightless and floating. "What the fuck!!!"  He tried to get hold of something, anything, but just then he was falling down and crashed on the floor on his shoulder in a brutal way. "Auuhh!! Oh shit, oh shit!! Auhh!!"<br/>He managed to get up and made fast towards the door, this time following the wall and always holding onto something fixed. Luckily the door opened and he looked along the corridor. Other people where there strugling just as he was. "Aaaaa, this looks so bad. Really bad!" He turned back and grabbed his comunication collar, strapping it fast across his neck. He was still in his pajamas but he didn't care. It didn't seem at all a moment for dressing attractive and he left his room and made his way to the end of the corridor where other people where also rushing at. He tapped onto the comunication collar: "Here speaks Dr.Enio Pellegrini, orange clearance to flight deck comunication, first decryo group. What the hell is going on! Please respond, Dr.Enio Pellegrini, over."<br/>