You push away from some debris, floating over to where your captain is. You can already see the ice spreading over his skin as swiftly as the fear is spreading through his eyes. Your crewmates, taking cue from you, are also struggling to gather themselves in this central location. They're meeting with mixed success, but it doesn't matter. You don't think any of them expect this will make a difference. You can feel your organs threatening to burst in the vacuum. The cold is excrutiating. None of you are going to last long out here.