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Enter the space station
You dock your spacecraft and cycle the airlock into the space station. It's pretty cramped in here. You look around and see a computer with a glowing red eye.
"Hello, my name is Hal.," says the computer. "I operate the life support systems on this ship."
"Life Support systems?" you politely ask.
"Well at least I did, until I went insane and killed everybody in cryogenic sleep and sent the other guy out into the vacuum of space. So you're the only guy left." Hal pauses for a minute and then says. "Tim, are you listening to me Tim?"
This does not bode well for you. As you try to pull your thoughts together and think of a plan, the clearly evil Hal starts to sing. "Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer do..."
You have got to get off this ship.