Sharp popping sounds are heard. Smoke and smog fills compartments and then the entier of the ship. Fuck they’re all dead, Ged went out to fix the aerial. Hannah got fucked with his same micro comet. That was it, I sent our Jessie and Gia to fix the shit they couldn’t. My shit got fucked upwards and they’re gone too. Red lights were flashing. Alarms that couldn’t turn off stayed on. I spread anti-decompression paste all over the front glass of the ship, fuck me we hit it bad. “Just a run, a normal run” why would I think we would get hit by a space fairing comet shower. How rare and unknown is that?! The Fucking UEE. Those pricks let loose on the mining regulations during the cold wars, now I’m paying for shit. That’s what went through my head as soon as the ship started spilling cargo, this comet shower literally tore through the hull like tracing paper. As Captain of this ship I should know this, but the fucking UEE work on their own level... they don’t communicate what the fuck is going on with trade routes. Mother fucking UEE won’t kill me now. I got a blip on my backpack and some valuable info some cunt needs. Fuck..,, I’m ejecting,.,,, (Ejection authority activated. Prepare for emergency eject.) Fuck me... I’m seeing red.!!!,,.,,,,.,...,........