CONNECTED TO MED 3

h-hello?
can anyone hear this?
is there anyone still alive?
If you - hear this I can't find -

CONNECTION LOST

Through interference-riddled video and crushed soundbytes, you hear the voice of someone familiar. You know them, you know where they are- stuck down in the medbay on deck 3. With the elevators busted and the stairs crawling with meat-things, there's at least 20 minutes between you and them- not accounting for the new predators making homes in the halls.

You sigh to yourself. You know you're going to help, or at least try to. Best case, you have a friendly face that owes you a favor. Worst case, you find something you can use. The further you go into this hell, the more you realize just how unlucky you are. Every new corridor leads to some fresh monstrosity made of metal and hunger, a kitbash of faces, tongues, and chitin with its endless eyes set on your meat.

Flickering lights hide shape in shadow, give you glimpses of blood-splattered posters for some new holobook. The man on it is covered in the slick, fresh red. You hear something awful, turn to see something worse, go to raise your plasma-torch, try to aim--Dark. Shock. Pain. Light. It moved a hell of a lot faster than you.

You open your eyes and instinctively reach for your head and neck to make sure it's still connected. You're relieved to be whole again. You're back on the comms deck, pulling yourself out of the last Respawn Unit you slept in.

But when a thick drip lands on you, you find something scrawled across the ceiling.

YOU'RE IN SPACE AND EVERYTHING'S FUCKED

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