She was certainly not the first person to get nauseous during jump, and in all honesty, many had had worse reactions--or so she had heard.<br/><br/>But in any case, she worked her way back up to the passenger area.  Immediately, she'd notice something was awry--some red droplets were in the hallway between the cabins...  Paint?  Some sort of hydraulic fluid leak?<br/><br/>As she'd get closer, she'd probably realize that the drops were blood.<br/><br/>More, as she stepped down the hall, she'd see that the cabin hatch of the salty old spacer (the one who had warned her about the new members of the organization) was slightly open.  And the blood drops seemed centered in front of the hatch...<br/><br/>The reason the hatch was open, she'd find, was due to the presence of the spacer's hand blocking the door from closing completely.  He was laying face down on the floor of his cabin, right arm outstretched, and he slowly drew a ragged breath.  Blood was pooled under him...  Weakly, he said, "Come back to finish me off, have ya'?"