Emma blinked her eyes a few times. A bright white light could means she was dead. She touched a hand to her face and sighed quietly, she still felt nothing. Probably not dead then. The room came into focus, she was in her cell. However the lack of people in the room meant that there was probably some kind of accident. She climbed out of the bed, still nothing. It was odd but she wasn't about to go and question a gift. She began to wander through the ship, hopefully it was at hospitable conditions because she had no way of telling if it was not.