There was an abrupt landing that shocked through the whole ship. It appeared as though the 100 prisoners have made it to their destination. The flashing red light ceased blinking, the ship itself was practically in shambles. Machines sparked, parts of the ship hung from the ceiling, and some prisoners were already injured.

Claudette unbuckled her seatbelt, her breath still quick and on edge. Surprisingly, she wasn't dead. The girl swallowed some saliva that collected in the pit of her throat before she resumed her heavy breathing. "Is everyone okay?" She murmured, just to make sure no one had actually died during the flight. She slowly stood up, her movements were cautious as she felt the ship's floor beneath her feet. Claudette realized that she was still trembling from earlier, her fear getting the best of her. Others appeared to be more confident.