She didn't what it was that woke her. Either it was the screams outside or the sloshing of the goop in her pod, Ellen woke and saw a horrific sight. She knew something like this would happen - it was bound to happen, but for a moment Ellen regretted making that assumption. The liquid in her pod, which only came up to her neckline, stirred as if the pod itself was drifting in a hairpin turn. The woman inside knew that the cryo pod had thawed liquid, which meant the ship and its 3,000 sleeping passengers were here. So this is what 20 years feels like, Ellen thought. The stirring of the liquid, although meant that the ship was moving erratically. An voice came up on the intercom, but it was too full of static noises that Ellen could only make out part of what it said. The sound of the alarms and flashing red strobelights told her further that the ship was in trouble, but what kind she did not know. Not wanting to waste any time, Ellen, regaining most of her strength and consciousness, pulled her right arm up. Prior to being frozen in the goop, she placed her hand over the ejector handle, so in case of an emergency, when she came to she would be able to exit out of the pod and to safety. She pulled on the handle, which caused the pod to suck the goop towards her feet. All of sudden, some of the droplets of liquid floating up near her face. Was the gravity failing as well? This wasn't good.<br/><br/>The pod, after immediately suctioning out the liquid, opened the doors so that Ellen could see outside. Pure chaos. Some pods were open, others still closed with their occupants inside. There was no time to wait. Ellen ripped the breathing apparatus over her mouth and nose and proceeded to stick her head out. She saw a man running from her left, but as soon as his next step hit the floor, the gravity in the room shut off and his own momentum sent him flying within an inch of Ellen's face and into a bulkhead. The gravity activated again, and his body, limp and with no signs of life, fell to the floor. Screams and sobs accompanied the chaos. Ellen had to be careful.<br/><br/>Daric Storms of the cryogenic team had told her when she was stepping into her pod that after the trip was over, the atrium was where you would get clothes to cover up. Ellen had to be there. She was reminded of her conversation with him a week before launch. She wondered where he was in all this. But first things first, she had to get to the atrium. Was it where the light was coming from. Cylindrical holes, about a meter in diameter, were in the ceiling of the room. Ellen looked up and saw that a couple people were already making their way up to the atrium. It was like a ladder to heaven due to the light from above. She had no choice. She would either be here or up there when the ship crashed into the planet.<br/><br/>Ellen pushed herself out of the pod and grabbed onto the ladder. She made note of the fluctuating gravity as she quickly climbed up. The shaft wasn't that high and after about five meters or so, Ellen made it to the top of the ladder. She followed the group in front of her to several rooms nearby, where people came out with clothes on. Was it safe to stop for clothes? Maybe she could just be a minimalist. Carefully, she made her way to the lockers and only got a sports bra and sport shorts for ladies and slip-ons for her feet. A imminent crash would have shatter glass and debris on the floor, so Ellen made note that she might be walking on messy floors.<br/><br/>Where would she go to be safe from the crash? She had to be in a secure place. Escape pod, maybe? Where were those? The ship would have about less than a minute before the ship came in hard contact with ground or an ocean, sending all those who were not tied down, flying like that one guy in the stasis room. Ellen had to find a place. Upstairs was the only best bet, but she did not know what was there. She had to try. Up the ladder she went, and found what would be a common meeting rooming with tables seemingly flush with the floors. It wasn't perfect, but it did have a glimmer of hope when the ship crash landed on the planet. A few others were huddled under a nearby table, room for one more. Not thinking of anyone else but herself, she lunged for the spot and hung onto the leg of the table for dear life.