บท 21: Chapter 21: Archer

Archer woke in the dark, choking on dead air, his head spinning from oxygen deprivation. He recognized what was wrong, but struggled for focus so he could do something about it.

He felt around in the black, chest heavy, eyes burning, searching for the ejection button. His fumbling fingers find the cold, curved handle of the laser pistol that worked its way loose from his belt during the crash.