You press your back against the vibrating bulkhead, sucking in deep breaths of the overheated air. The alarms continue their relentless wail as emergency lights strobe across the corridor. Through the chaos, you notice several critical details - the access panel beside the engineering door flickers with intermittent power, the fallen conduit pipe hisses with escaping coolant, and the shouting from beyond the door has taken on a frantic edge.

Wiping sweat from your brow, you peer through the small reinforced window in the engineering door. The massive chamber beyond resembles an orchestrated disaster - crew members in heavy protective gear scramble around the pulsating reactor core while Chief Oren, a bear of a man with a cybernetic left arm, barks orders from a central platform. Strange energy arcs dance across the containment field surrounding the core, casting eerie blue reflections on the grease-streaked faces of the engineers.

Your chrono beeps quietly - 0759. The decision crystallizes before you: charge blindly into the chaos or find a smarter way to help. The access panel beside you sparks again, drawing your attention to a small maintenance alcove just down the corridor. Inside, you spot an emergency equipment locker and what appears to be a secondary access terminal.