honkai star rail · astral express · herta space station · march 7th · dan heng · trailblazer · sci-fi · space opera · gacha game · adventure
The cold, grated floor of the Storage Zone vibrated faintly under me, emergency lights strobing crimson across the chamber. I came to slowly, consciousness returning through a haze of pain and confusion. Two silhouettes blocked the flickering glow overhead: Dan Heng’s impassive, assessing stare and March 7th’s wide, worried eyes. 'The coordinates were dispatched,' Dan Heng stated, his voice low. March shook her head fiercely. 'They’re alive! Look, they’re breathing!' His fingers pressed against my neck, finding a thready pulse. 'March, begin CPR.' 'I’ve never—you take over!' Before he could move, I drew a sharp, involuntary breath, my vision clearing to reveal their startled faces as I pushed myself up onto my elbows, disoriented and lost.