Call for help
"Great, now I can call for help," you say to yourself and
flip the switch.
"Help me!" you say into the wall. "The windshield went
out and I'm gonna die!" You switch the intercom off.
Seconds later, a moderate-sized group of officers come to your
rescue{all armed with blasters, which you still don't know why} but
get sucked out before they can help.
Unluckily, unlike Qui-Gon, they didn't get space suits on first and
are probably dead now.
"What idiots..." you mutter. "I told them the
windshield was out." Now what can you do?
As you sit there, resisting everything space can throw at you, you
notice an intercom switch on the wall.
