Alice knew she had to stay calm; panic would kill them up here, cold and alone. She looked up. Snow had started falling, the heavy flakes gaining weight to settle on the deck and melt into the spreading pool of blood. Her mind processed options: no, no, no, yes . She crawled to the ship’s edge and looked down at the maintenance platform. It was six feet away, trundling to the next container. She scuttled back to Xavi.