[Steve breathes in a sharp gasp. He can practically feel every molecule of air as it feels his lungs. Each one is heavy, threatening to weigh him down forever and prevent him from ever making it to the pod. The air is stone, straining against his chest as he struggles to breathe, crushing him from inside and out.]
I'm coming right now.
[His voice is quiet and hoarse as if he has suddenly forgotten how to speak. The feed quickly cuts and Steve sprints to his bike, accelerating hard toward the ship.]
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I'm coming right now.
[His voice is quiet and hoarse as if he has suddenly forgotten how to speak. The feed quickly cuts and Steve sprints to his bike, accelerating hard toward the ship.]