She sighed, gathered her strength, and hauled herself upward on shaking arms. Every capsule she crawled past had an occupant wedged inside, many of them on the edge of starvation, mouths crusted with dried saliva. She kept going until she found her pod and rolled inside, the thin mat as welcome as the deepest bed. She knew she had to hide Four’s package, but exhaustion battled her and won. She lay still and passed out.