You cry for help, the cry becoming a scream as the cold of the void creeps across ever more of your body. Flailing wildly, you slip further through the invisible barrier, the steady resistance of the field clinging as you go, teasing. Another gasping scream. One more. But only silence above through the torn hole in the earth; silence below among the stars.
Fear... You clutch at nothing, strain upwards, but are almost through, almost out - no!
And then - then - the field tightens. Solid. You are held; hung, swinging down into space.
Freezing, choking. Oil splashes down from the pipes. You wait, between life and death.
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