It rose and fell in pitch, part fear and part pain. It was moving away from her. It was Melanie. Apparently Michael had found her and he was dragging her off somewhere. Then she heard Melanie’s distant voice say, “I’m sorry.” Then Melanie screamed again but the scream was cut short by a dull thunk. Jane didn’t know for sure, but Michael had probably just killed her with a blunt object to the head. When Jane heard the airlock doors hiss open and then close, she knew what Michael was up to. He was shooting Melanie’s corpse into the vacuum of space. Her breathing became frantic again knowing that he would be coming for her next. Several minutes passed. Then she felt the ship turn about. He must be in her command station altering their course. Over the loudspeaker he said, “Jane, this is Michael. I’m sorry to have to do this, but I am locking you out of the command station.
