Do the chracters in this story text seem relatible:The halls of the cemetry station where heavy with decay, they ran into the distence, a distince filled with dense shadow. Her flashlight only pentrated so far, time was against her, there was the risk of falling debirs, and tripping hazards everywhere.
The air in her suit provided little comfort, it seemed like the hand of an unseen oppresor, invisible but ever present; she had to ignore it and keep moving. There was a sence of threart in the moment, three floors below, sixty foot, robots slumbered in their charging cradels, the hum of electricy and the whire of cooling fans was ever present, she could not stop they woyld by activating soon.
McConnell looked around, all the corrodors looked the same, no signs, no numbering, nothing at all. 
One thing was clear, getting in was one thing, getting out without getting lost queit another.
Her suit pressed down on her shoulders, then start to hurt.
-There was the ever present echo of falling debris-
Meanwhile back on the Star Raptor:
'First Officer' Summera the Piolet said. -The first officer looked up- 'We should have had communcations with Captian McConnell by now'
-Breif puase-
'No we shoulden't have, thats not the proticol' -Summura gazed quizily at him-'look theres nothing we can do, the captain has her Comms off, where she is, far to dangours to risk noise. '
Summera could hardley beleave what she heard.
'So our captain is stuck over there?'
The situtatiuon was tense. Hazard officer E'me spock up, putting her arm across the back of her seat.
'Hey Summura, whats with the distrust in Captain McConnell? --Its just--not like you, I mean at all?'
-A vrif silence followed-
'Well--its like this...we're all due a rest--and as for our captain I think she's lost it '
-There was a colective gasp on the bridge-
'Piolet, explane--now' The first officer said.
-Sumeria gathered herself-
'We all know that this--Whatever, this turns out to be, has the hight probblity of not turning out well ...'-The whole bridge fell silent- Sumeria continued. 'Even if we do find the Prince, what are the chances?'
Donna E'mer was shocked and saddend buy her freinds display.
'So-what do you sugest we do.?...Are you saying we turn around, and leave a crew to die in space? Well..do you?' Donna insisted.
-Summera sighed-
'No, no I'm not...I no full well what Captain McConnell would say.'
'And do?' Donna interjected.
'Hazzard officer, what do you mean do?' The first offiicer said.
-Donna shaded her eyes with her hand and shock her head-
'You don't remember...any of you?' Donna remarked.
-The first officer had a sudern, nasty relisation-
'Sorry Officer E'mer.. you're right '
'About?' Surrra said.
Donna looked at summria and said. 'Do you recall when Captain McConnell first came abord?'
'Differnet ship back then, worst ship in the fleet and all' Summera said.
'Do you recall what happened on our return to Earth' Donna said.
-Summeria looked up in rememberence then back at Donna-
'Vaguly.'
'Okay, we where ordered to stop dead in space, captain McConnell had the whole crew muster in front of the main airlock' Donna said.
-The First Officer wistels-
'Summeria, Hazzard officer E'mer dosen't have to continue, we all tool an oth that day, one you are in violation of, stand down, got it' The first officer said.
Back on the Cemetry Station: 
Captain McConnell wondered if she'd ever reach the center: 'Damn, two hours elapsed and still nowhere near the center'
Below the mechinces repowering the robots, showed eight y eight percent chraged, their eyes mometeraly flickered.