We're probably all waking up in those capsule...beds. [He keeps closer to one wall, listening closely. No horrible noises. Only the sound of their breathing and the click of claws on metal.

The door at the end of the hall moves smoothly like any other ship door. Shiro blinks at the well lit space. The rows of chairs and tables coupled with the window at the far side of where they are...]

It's a mess hall. Looks like the power is working here. [He checks his watch again. Nothing. His eyebrows furrow as he says quietly.] Still no sign of anyone.

At least we know we're dealing with a potentially big crew.