The ship’s ceiling comes down at the same moment as fire shoots up through Lev’s seat. He feels the burn rip through his flesh; the fire extinguisher sooths him but it’s too late. The ceiling panel’s impaled his aorta and crushed his chest in on itself. He hears someone running for a medkit, but the last thing he sees is Seria’s blue eyes, looking not at him, but past him, at someone else.
The End