Everyone stares in numb disbelief for a moment, but Rachel is the first to act. Sprinting forward, she sprawls out on her stomach, inching toward the ledge.<br/><br/>"Be careful! The ice is unstable," Maria called, though Rachel could tell that with her own eyes. Beneath her chest she could feel the ice trembling, not as solid as it looked.<br/><br/>The ice holds as Rachel peers over the edge. The depth of the chasm is overwhelming as she looks over, seeing nothing but darkness in the depths. She hears scrabbling, however, and scooting closer she spots the crewmember. He is holding onto an outcropping of ice, about five feet below the edge.<br/><br/>He looks up at Rachel, his eyes blanks behind the mirror of his goggles. He is desperately holding on, though, and won't be able to maintain his grip for long.