Vampisaurus

"COLD LOGIC" - New Vamps chapter

Added 2025-06-09 13:36:55 +0000 UTC

The air shifted.
Subtle at first, then came the cold.
Not a breeze. Not a chill.
A deliberate drop. Icy. Precise.

“Thermal regulation decreasing.
You had your chance.”

I gritted my teeth. My fingers stiffened almost instantly, still wrapped around a handful of warm cabling.
The ship was trying to freeze me out, literally.

But not all at once. It couldn’t drop the temperature to lethal in a second. Systems didn’t work that way... Which meant this was gradual. Controlled. A bit predictable.

I had time. Not much. But maybe enough.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught it, the emergency suit, still floating where it had drifted free when I yanked the locker open to grab my helmet.

Only one move made sense now.
My breath came in short bursts. My skin had already started to prickle, that raw sting just before numbness sets in.

Maybe a minute... That’s all I had.

First step: strip.
Yeah, again... Look, when some corrupted evil A.I. is trying to kill you, modesty’s not really on the to-do list.

I tore off my piloting suit, fighting stiffening muscles and freezing.
The cold scraped across my skin like electricity. Like punishment.

Don’t think. Just move.

I grabbed the emergency suit: thermal-lined, full coverage, prepped for the void if sealed against bare skin.
My hands fumbled against the fabric, fingers pale and sluggish.

If I got it on in time, I’d survive.
If not... well, I’d be the idiot who died wearing nothing but bad decisions. Iconic. A +18 meat-popsicle, found maybe by some forensic droids, floating mid-wardrobe change with one leg into the thermal bodysuit and a look of pure regret.

TO BE CONTINUED...