Just then the ship rocked with impact. He could smell fire somewhere, combined with the tangy afterburn of laser discharge. Someone was shooting at them. It looked like he'd arrived just in time.
He broke into a run, pelting down the corridor. He careened around a corner and skidded to a halt beside a young woman. "Come on, it's not safe here," he said. Without waiting for a response he grabbed her hand and started running again.