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Inside, he found a tin of emergency rations and a handheld radio. He clicked it on, the static popping like distant gunfire. Falling Falling

"Hello?" he croaked. His voice felt heavy, unused to the thin air. I can also help you expand this into

"Still falling," Elias confirmed, tucking a ration bar into his helmet’s feed-slot. "The altimeter on my suit just stopped. I think I’ve passed the troposphere." "Hello

Elias tilted his head back. Away from the lights of the vanished cities, the galaxy was a spilled bucket of diamonds. It was beautiful, silent, and indifferent. He stopped fighting the wind. He tucked his arms against his chest and closed his eyes, letting the momentum carry him.