They were trapped for seven days. The airlocks were blinking green and somewhere in the deck below, the supports creaked and machinery rumbled. My little brother continued playing his hand-held game, while the rest of us tried to make contact with other ships.
We were floating above the 3rd moon, it's deep northern crater eying us like an angry cyclops. We had barely made it through the atmosphere before the alarms went off and the ship stopped. Somehow, we had been flagged with contraband and the authorities were on their way up, checking through the nether regions first.
A message pinged in from the cargo bay. It only appeared on my screen, which was odd, but I didn't shut it down. The link activated itself, and I could see a shadowy silhouette on screen.
"You have to get me out of here," it whispered. The voice was either of a young child or a young woman.
"Who is this?"
"It's me, Adaus."
"Real funny. Adaus is playing games right n" My hand hovered over the escape key.