Light’s breathing became more pronounced as he slowly approached the powered door. “That’s odd. This room is powered but depressurised. I didn’t see any issues here externally; maybe they suited up and left to-” 

He opened the door and startled at the bodies, sticking to the ceiling and flashing bright to distract predators. When nothing moved, he slowly detached and floated into the room. Rather than being a low billowing cloud, his suit looked more like a floor-to-ceiling pillar with a much smaller floor footprint. This was to avoid touching any of the detritus littered around the room.

After a tantalising pause over comms, Light tried to narrate his situation.

“Nevermind. There are, ummm, two bodies amidships. Wait! Three bodies.” He eyed the third body huddled in one of the bunks, multiple apparent stab wounds in their back.

“All of them without suits and signs of radiation, one with stab wounds. Looks like we’ve had an unintended depressurisation. What a mess… I’m going to check the bodies.”

Light drifted closer, intent on carefully checking the corpses for clues and/or the manifest.