Claustrophobic.

That's how the suit always made Lisa feel. Still it was state of the art, heated, self repairing, and eighteen hours of air. A modest metal, robotic exoskeleton added strength for tough work. Lisa sincerely hoped this wasn't going to be tough work.

She quickly crossed the two hundred meter distance to the other ship. After a quick crawl on the outside she manages to find the entry. The ship was clearly powered down, but the manual over-ride is intact. In moments she is inside. It is dark. Her headlamp automatically powers on.

crackle "You in Lisa?"

"Easily Tanya, powers off though. I'm going to check cargo first, I wonder what she was carrying?"

"Careful in there."

Lisa follows familiar passages toward the cargo bay. The ship is eerily similar to their own. Her head lamp casts disturbing shadows. As was protocol in a power down the cargo bay doors are closed. She pries them open and they creak and groan, but quickly give. Lisa pokes her head into the bay. A number of what look like cages are floating about. She moves in for a closer look. They are cages. Inside are animals, creatures she has never seen before.

crackle "Tanya, looks like this thing was transporting somebody's xenomorph collection. Might have been valuable, but I think they're all dead."

Something moves in her peripheral vision. Lisa swings her head ready to scream. It is just a open med kit. She takes a deep breath.

"You ok in there?"

"Yeah, just a floating med kit, scared the crap out of me."

"Hey, can you check out the bridge next?"

"Sure."