Though her arms were heavy from the strain, Sarah managed to climb up into the atrium after Richard. “Thanks, I’m okay,” she said to the woman who offered help.<br/><br/>Up to this point she had not seen any bodies, having kept her eyes closed during much of the disaster. But in the atrium, there was no mistaking obvious victims of the crash. “Oh God,” she blurted out in horror, covering her mouth with one hand. Sarah was not religious in the slightest, but there was no other phrase for such a moment.<br/><br/>Visibly shaken, she continued. “I’m umm... I’m going to get some clothes first.” It was the only task she felt she had the wherewithal to handle at the moment. And while nothing could be further from her mind at the moment than sex, being naked in public still felt embarrassing and distracting.<br/><br/>She at least remembered which storage room held her locker. She went into the nearby room and found the space empty, save a single still form—the corpse of a member of the robotics team she had worked with frequently. Jeffery Williams, Robotics Technician Second Class. A whole rush of memories overwhelmed her—the first time they had met in a class, how jealous he had been of her superior abilities, a heated argument they had once had over a series of mechanical failures in the lumber drones. He had been initially resentful to be assigned as her assistant a year ago, but gradually he had fallen in line and become very helpful. She also remembered the time he had actually broken down and cried over failing the First Class certification test, and how incredibly awkward it had been—he had poured his heart out to her, and she had had no idea how to comfort him. She had also suspected that he might have had a crush on her, but he had never said anything to make his intentions clear and she had not been interested in him.<br/><br/>Now all that was left was an inanimate object—his intellect, his personality, his hopes and dreams for the future were all lost to the universe. Sarah did not believe in any sort of afterlife—she was sure that the only thing remaining was the body, with a neck twisted to an impossible angle and look of confusion left on its face.<br/><br/>Sarah barely made it to a nearby sink before throwing up what was left of a ration pack she had eaten twenty years ago into it. She then started sobbing again.<em>No, there isn’t time for this, there are people out there who might be hurt and need help.</em>But at the moment, she could not will herself to move.