Command Ship Dead-End Corridor

A narrow passage in the command ship that terminates abruptly in a blank wall, its metallic surfaces scarred by heat and ricochets. The air carries the acrid sting of ionized metal from the vaporized bulkhead near its hidden door, while the fungal scent of recycled ship air lingers in the tight space. The corridor’s right angle creates flickering edge shadows where Parsons’ breath fogs the stale atmosphere. Krarg bolts have seared the walls blackened in irregular streaks, the heat still radiating against their necks. The concealed wooden door—unnaturally warm to the touch—is nearly invisible except for its recessed frame, revealing itself only under dire pressure.