samus don armor

The three ran on. Samus was counting doors to her side, trying to remember which one was hers.

That was it. No time to grab her key so she just kicked her way in. Her armor was kept right by the door, placed in position to easily get dressed, she just needed a minute, maybe 30 seconds.

Before she could take a step into the room, an arm pressed against her windpipe. In one motion, she was flipped and hurled back, where she landed, 20 feet away from the door, in the mud.

- Chapter 38