As soon as I took my finger off the button, I looked at the monitors in front of us. I hoped that at least one of these monitors would show a layout of the ship, maybe even display a security feed in the hold where the escape pod was so we could see if the doors opened, but unfortunately it was all Greek to me.
“What did the button do?” said Mom. “Did it work?”
“I don't know,” I said. “Maybe it's bro—”
I heard the clanging of metal above and looked up in time to see a large metal cage fall from the ceiling. Without thinking, I jumped backwards, but I tried to push Mom out of the way, too. Unfortunately, I messed up and only succeeded in making Mom stumble slightly before the cage fell around her, trapping her inside it.
“Mom!” I said, running up to the cage and wrapping my hands around
