Siren felt the rush of cool air against her face as her body slowly awakened from stasis. FeL monitored her vitals, kept her muscles from atrophying, spun her through the REM cycle so that she had normal brain functioning during the long sleep-like state, so that she awoke feeling as if a mere night's rest had passed.<br/><br/>She gave a loud yawn. How long had they been in stasis? Her dark eyes opened and she pulled away the nodes connecting her to the pod. She could hear no movement from the other pods, although she knew the stasis room was designed to shut off as one.<br/><br/>That worried her.<br/><br/>And when she glanced into the pod nearest to her, Siren let out a loud scream, her high-pitched voice echoing eerily through the almost-empty ship. The body inside had decomposed thoroughly, only a pile of ash resting at the bottom of the pod. In one corner of her mind, Siren's brain was analytically categorizing the information, processing the fact that they had been in stasis for a very, very long time, if the stasis had failed and the body had decomposed to the point of ashes.<br/><br/>But in the forefront of her mind was the terror of being alone. She straightened her spine, willing herself not to faint, and peeked into the other ten pods. Her breath came faster as she realized she was the only one in the room who had survived.<br/><br/>Was she the only one on the ship?