Twenty years of oblivion, floating without awareness in a small vat of liquid. Now suddenly Richard was thrust into wakefulness as chaos reigned. He instincively reached up and pulled the emergency opening handle and nothing happened.<br/><br/>At first there were a few seconds of panic as Richard had the distinct feeling that he was going to die here and now. Funnily enough such a thought brought Sarah's face into his consciousness and that in itself brought to him a new resolve. If his life was in danger then so might Sarah's.<br/><br/>Wondering how many of the other pods would fail to open he immediately concentrated. The wireless modem in the chip embedded into his brain initiated a connection to the chamber's central computer and he immediately ran an decryption algorythm. It took mere seconds to gain access to the relatively low security of the cryo-pod system and initiate the opening sequence but to Richard it seemed like hours.<br/><br/>The pop opened spilling the undrained nutient bath into the air. Richard had been about to just step out but as the liquid rushed out he held onto the pod for dear life as he was swept with it. Instead of pouring onto the floor it floated into the air! The gravity had failed. Well at least life support was still working, for now.<br/><br/>Coughing and spluttering he began to use the pods as a way of keeping himself steady. He moved from pod to pod, lookinging inside each one for the beautiful robotics expert and calling out "Sarah? Sarah, can you hear me?" at regular intervals.