The door's going to close

"Warning warning," the computer screamed, "catastrophic system failure. Activating emergency security protocol. Locking down gunship in 30 seconds."

"Crap," Samus yelled she struggled even harder to get onboard her ship. If she didn't she'd be completely locked out! She started literally clawing like a cat on the haul trying to pull herself in. She shook her hips in a similar manner she had her shoulders to try and **** herself in but it wasn't working.

"15 seconds to lockdown," the computer yelled.

"Crap crap crap," Samus yelled as she struggled. she might have to abandon her plans and push herself back out of the ship if she didn't want to be cut in half. But then what? If she got out Samus would be locked out of her ship. Naked! She would have to ask someone to help her. Like this.

She cringed at the though of doing something so scandalous, but what else could she do. Then Samus saw it. It was one of her spare Zero Suits! It must have gotten knocked onto the floor during her landing and was now right in front of her.

"Yes!" Samus yelled. If she could grab the suit Samus could go get help in the park without having to streak. She reached out to grab it, but it was just out of reach. She stretched her arm as far as she could and managed to just barely touch the smooth material with the tip of her finger.

"5 seconds remaining," the computer said.

"Come on," Samus grunted reaching out with everything she had.

"4"

"Almost." She said gritting her teeth.

"3"

"Little. More." She batted at the suit trying to get a grip.

"2"

"Aggghhhh!" She screamed making one final reach.

"1"