When we docked with the Destiny and everyone prepared to leave the shuttle I didn't think I'd be able to stand. I was sure I couldn't follow the other colonists down the aisle. I was positive I couldn't enter the small, round, undulating tube connecting the shuttle to the Destiny and I knew that if I did manage to enter the tube I'd faint before reaching the space ship that hung at the far end. None of those things happened. I stood up and walked and then I kept on walking. As I entered the gently swaying tube and felt my stomach knotting, a hand appeared from nowhere and braced the center of my back. Just like before. "It's just a short walk." It steered me smoothly but surely through the tube and then into an unremarkable, square room. Gray and unfurnished, it resembled a prison. My first impression of my new home was prison gray. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" I turned. The security guard with all the stripes on his arm was behind me, pushing me forward, but as soon as we emerged onto the boarding deck of the Destiny, his hand dropped and he disappeared.
