<strong><span class="bbc_u">Rebekah Graham</span></strong><br/><br/>Puzzling over the "Barbie doll" remark -<em>When did I become blonde? </em>- Rebekah moved quickly in the direction indicated.  It was clear something had gone seriously wrong, but there was no way to tell what or how.  Yet.<br/><br/>She continued into the press of confused people until it felt like the gravity had been cut.  First a moment of weightlessness and then darkness and she landed hard, going to one knee and one hand on the deck to maintain her balance.  The sounds that the metal around them were making were ominous, but it wouldn't help to worry about something out of her control.<br/><br/>Another lurch, another blackout.  Longer, and not all the lights came back on.  Rebekah waited, two people back from the hatch and leaning to keep her balance, when the woman ahead of her began shouting about forgotten medicine?  It was difficult to understand anyone at this point, but she doubted going back to any of the cabins wasn't an option.<br/><br/>While they waited, she pulled the heavy Arctic jacket on.  It was cold now and would be colder outside, plus it gave her some padding.  Rebekah said a few Hail Marys in her head, praying for the safety of everyone on board.