This wasn't happening. Jemma had been getting test samples with the water and trying to get more accurate readings about the disappearance of the stars and moon so she hadn't been at the office. And now she was stuck. In a very small and enclosed area thanks to yet another earthquake. She could feel blood on her forehead from where she'd been hit with falling rubble. But that wasn't what had her stressed and anxious. It was how little room there was. She was trapped.
She at least had enough room to fish out her mobile and....oh thank goodness, she at least had a signal. Pressing contact info for Cosima, Jemma waited, trying to focus her breathing. She was fine. She would be fine. "Please pick up..."