(No, I'm not sorry =))

The escape pods had left.

The soldier had fled.

And the gunshots had stopped.

'Stand up! You're not dead, stand up!' That scared little voice begged, crying out for life. For help.

'You were going to die anyway. What's the point?' The other voice was tired.

She was tired.

'Get up. Please. Get up.'

She pulled herself up. Her stomach was bleeding. Red coated her dress and her hands and the floor.

'Find the doctors! They'll fix you! They always do!'

She looked ahead at the hall before her.

Blood.

They couldn't help her. They couldn't even get up if they wanted to now.

She stumbled back and fell to the ground, slumping against the control panel. Her blood continued pouring onto the metal-tiled floor. She shook in terror, and then the lights shut off.

The ARK was abandoned.

There was no one coming back. No one to save her.

Oh, gods, the oxygen reserves!

She was going to die. She was going to asphyxiate or bleed to death.

...

This wasn't fair.

She never really had a chance did she? Was her life just one sick joke? Were the gods having fun ruining every chance she had?

She had a terminal disease, then she would be getting a cure in Project Shadow. With the project, she had company.

Now, she was going to die, not of her disease. But because of this.

Did she do something wrong in her life? Why was this happening?

She could've screamed or shouted or cursed the gods out for forsaking her.

But she didn't have that strength anymore.

So, Maria just collapsed into herself and sobbed, weeping with anger and confusion. Crying in sadness and absolutely crushing fear. With each cry and hiccup for air, more blood splattered out.

Five minutes.

(Oh, btw, this is the actual way Maria died in my AU1. I didn't just make it this brutal for the challenge =3)