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.

It was true...
It appeared like there was nothing in the Space except for the cold flickering light of the stars and the blaring silence.

...

She went to the old space station...
Ran her fingers over the dusty buttons and cracked plasma screens.
It used to be the main station. People were always running around, checking the screens and adjusting the indicators.
Now it was empty and... cold.
Thick layer of dust was covering technology that was once oh-so-modern. Now it was old. Practically ancient.
It is weird how so little time can make such a difference.
She sat down on one of the chairs (though it made her white lab coat dusty) and closed her eyes.
She really needed the rest. And no one came looking for her there.
You could say it was kind of her secret hide out place...