"Core power failure. Cryo pots 2-11 have failed. No life signs.
Alert: Hull Integrity at 20% Life Support mininal" The VI came into view, a large orb of orange and while. He floated around the small room he was stuck in. One Cryo Po in the corner was his operator. He moved her here for safety. Having her hooked up to his own constantly regenerating power cells. He stopped at the glass. The pretty brown haired female laid there, like how death took a life. Unmoving, unaware, unthinking. Two smaller orbs came out from underneath him and skimmed the keyboard. Then floating away to a bigger screen.
"Ship ID'S detected. Friendly or Foe? Cannot tell, sensors offline, weapons offline, thrusters offline"
The orb turned to gaze at the Cryo pod. A small saddened hum emitted from it. "It's time.."