[Shattered Image, Shot the texture and then rewound the film and double exposed from multiple 1979 B colour series movie] Time seemed to distort as she floated alone in the unending void. She carefully rationed her meager supplies, spending long hours sleeping to conserve oxygen. But even in dreams, panic crept in. She found herself gasping for breath in a sudden waking, the pod walls crushing inward as the air grew thin. Checking readings only heightened her fear - reserves dropping faster than

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