Control Room

I recovered a couple days later. Ivy and Clare were a bit more close. We still needed to escape the ship.

“Does anyone have any ideas to get off the ship?” I asked.

“We can…” Clare started.

“Look for the control panel” Ivy interrupted.

“That’s a good idea, Ivy. To find it, Ivy, you can go right. Clare, you can go left and I’ll go straight.”

“Are you sure you can go by yourself?” Ivy asked.

Yeah, and only a couple days after the poison or whatever messed up your brain,” Clare said.

“I’ll be fine.” I said. But I didn’t believe myself.

“Alright, let’s split up!” Clare announced.

It didn’t take us too long to find the control room. The buttons shined and you could see space from the window. Since all the paths led to the same place we all said at the same time: “Found it!”

“Who knows how to fly a spaceship?” We all looked at Clare.

“Don’t look at me!” she screamed.