The radio was rustling and she could hardly hear the words "Ear....earrr....earth... cal....ling.... fooorrr.... staaa....geeee.... ttt...tteennnn.... Aaa... rreeee... y... you..... th.... there...?"
She rapidly grabbed her walkie-talkie and almost cheered: "Yes, this is stage ten, can you hear me?"
There was no anwser...
She waited many hour for any sign of communication, changed her position, turned it off and on again, checked the battery.... nothing.

For a second she had hoped that maybe she'll be called back to Earth so she could leave this silly space station the lonely stars and quiet nights behind and return to to the warm embrace of her home planet.
She had been mistaken.
Something inside her crashed.
Like again - it was only a dash hope in her head.
The sooner she'd get used to living there, the better.