The silence of the void was familiar to Neil now, but he recalled a time when he felt very trapped when exposed to the vacuum of space, even within a spacesuit. Though most low-end spacesuits were cumbersome and took away a bit of his agility. Luckily, this one was slimming. 

He marched past Sayeeda into the hatchway, giving a salute as he passed her by. "You got it, Boss." He said, his voice echoing within her suit's helmet. The vastness of the plaza was now diminished by about one hundred times, though the hall was still large compared to most ships. The ceiling was thrice the height of a man, and five people could walk abreast and still have elbow room. 

Dead plants and loose materials such as steel from the walls, packaged food, and even trash cans floated around them. Neil pushed aside a child's toy as he made his way further within. He saw a strange gaseous substance snaking about, yet curiously it behaved like liquid. Neil had seen alcohol in space, but it never ceased to amaze him how it reacted. 

"Ok, we're in the presidium now." He told Sayeeda once they made it down the first two hallways. There was a map upon the wall. Normally it would be interactive, but the primitive AI had been destroyed with half of the ship. Next to Neil was a staircase that went downwards. He ran his finger along the halls it would take to get to the engine room, his mind searing the memory of it in his head. 

"All we need to do now is to head down to the left through another few halls. Seems easy enough." 

From above, Neil was suddenly hit by a Xenonid. Its body moving slowly but powerfully as it had positioned itself just to the left of him from the ceiling. Neil's electromagnetic feet were 'sucked' off the floor from the impact. Sayeeda could tell it was also more sluggish in its movements, even past the lack of gravity. As if the void was slowly reducing its strength and speed. But it still attempted to ravage Neil, trying to find an opening in his suit. 

"Shit!" 
[@Penny]