He had been searching methodically. Pod after pod. He tried to hold back the fear and the urge to vomit. Many of the pods had broken with disatrous results. He'd lost count of the number of bodies he'd seen. Then he heard Sarah's voice crying out to him.<br/><br/>"Sarah?<b>Sarah!</b>"<br/><br/>He heard her telling him to get out. Richard wasn't about to do that. He could her her crying and headed in the direction of the sound. Eventually he reached the ladder, a few feet below her. He climbed up to her, wrapping his arms around her and speaking softly.<br/><br/>"Its o.k. We'll get out of this."<br/><br/>He scanned the room, bringing up a map of the ship in his head and trying to match it to their current position. He saw the location of the atrium just as the data node went down. The disconnection caused him a moment of dump shock and he nearly let go of the ladder.<br/><br/>After a few moments of re-orientation he grabbed Sarah's hand.<br/><br/>"O.K. The atrium isn't far away. We do this together, O.K? On the count of three."