[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]As he came around the corner in the corridor at a dead run he heard the alarm go off. It was the cargo bay alarm, preceding shut down and venting. Rage panicked! He dove for the hatch, almost getting two fingers of his right hand under the hatch cover before it sealed. Thank God he hadn't; he would've lost the contest. His digits were no match for the heavy titanium of the hatch cover, he certainly would've lost them. The hatch sealed with a hum and click. He banged on the cover in frustration...