There is no light

and the bed is rocking back and forth.....there are creaks and crashes sounding through the darkness.....Mary says "What the fuck!" A burst of static comes from the overhead speaker....and shipvoice says "This is an emergency. Please remain calm....rrrreemain cccalmmm....AEE--ARGH" silence follows....."Damn" says Mary. She slaps at something on the wall, and a reddish emergency type light fills the bedroom....she jumps from the tangled sheets and zips an Orbital Authority jumpsuit over her skinny nakedness....the patch over her left breast says Major Tudor....I pull on my things that I find on the floor, while she buckles on a big black belt with a sidearm and other strange things hanging from it...."OK" she says "You're with me, let's go!" It takes us half a minute to remember how to open a door on manual, and we are out into the hall....we set off at a trot towards the lifts.....dull emergency lights are coming on now, some flickering, some steady.....confused voices behind doors we pass....the lifts are dead, but Major Mary calmly breaks the seal on the emergency phone thing and starts pressing buttons....the deck shifts violently again, and Mary says "Oh shit." Someone is talking from the other end now, from where ever Emergency Command is.....Mary listens for a moment, and then tells me "Well, sounds like we are up the frigging creek without a paddle or a spoon."