Bruce B Tryon

The Box and My Trouble Getting It Bruce B Tryon

Suddenly, I found myself being sucked up toward the cargo bay doors, so I grabbed hold of the nearest steel tie ring on the floor. The tie rings looked to be about two inches in diameter. I struggled, trying not to get sucked up through the opening cargo bay doors. I was hit in the leg by a box, which almost made me lose my grip on the floor ring. I kicked the box away; it struck the floor and flew open. I looked inside and found what looked like a space suit. I grabbed it and put it on. Hopefully, I could get out of the cargo bay alive and catch a ride back to the ship even though I didnt have that box. Putting the suit on without getting sucked out the cargo bay doors was a major problem. I put my foot through a floor ring, anchoring myself to the floor. Struggling into the space suit, I found it was too tight. Working frantically, I took off my uniform and put the space suit back on. It was a tight fit, but it would work. I looked around for the helmet, and I did not see it anywhere. As I looked up toward the doors in the ceiling, I did notice something shiny. I focused on the shiny small object, which I fervently hoped was the helmet to the suit I was wearing.