[@Mole] 

[i](OOC: Your Action is technically Use, but no worries. We'll learn together!)[/i]

Pushing the handle yielded no success, but as she pulled it, the coffin hissed. Air rushed into the space as a narrow slit opened in the ceiling. The slit continued to open in a smooth motion, leaving her lying in an oval bed of sorts. She found herself in a domed room, dimly lit by a pulsing red light. There were two other coffins, or pods, joining hers at the foot end, still closed. At the head of each stood a locker in the same white material as the pods, and there was a closed circular door to her right with a dormant panel next to it.

What did she do next?