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Uncertain Danger - Unwanted Visitors [Part 02][Series 01]
Posted By: Argonox<skit_so@hotmail.com>
Date: 2 June 2003, 10:26 PM
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[Part 02] Unclear Danger
[Series 01] Unwanted Visitors
Aboard the TESCHKLE
0800 'Labourites on the TESCHKLE'
Scratching his eyes after hours of hard lab work Scientist Jason Harmon, lent back in his office chair. A loud creek from the plastic awoke his neighbouring lab buddy Fled Isomer in a flutter; he knocked glass beakers across the table, liquids poured, steaming down onto the floor.
"Watch what you're doing, Fled!"
"Sorry, you made me jump"
"I'll wont be the make making you jump if we don't get this bloody object sorted out before Sergeant McTeane gets his moody ass back down here"
"Yeah, ok... but Jas, where is the bloody thing?" They both looked around quickly, scanning every inch of surface with there eyes.
"Shit!"
"Where's it gone?"
"Look at the container..." Their eyes fixed on the empty container that had a layer of green slime sitting across the bottom.
Both running over to the container, they were now staring at the object, or what was left of it. They then looked at each other worried, then carried if over to the table and slammed it down and started prodding it with weird tools.
[30 Minutes Later]
Sergeant McTeane strode down white tiles of the laboratory sector on the ship, his stern reflection shone beneath him, smoke trailed from the brown cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth. He approached a door reading 'LAB 09870 Scientific Research' and stopped looking at it for a second before hitting the red switch to his left. The door slide open and two nervous looking men jumped at his entrance.
"Right boys, what have you come up with?"
"Well Sir, after extensive research on -" Harmon's sentence was cut short by the Sergeant angry voice, "Where the hell is it?"
"Sergeant, like I was saying for several hours the 'object' rapidly became liquidised, there were no sudden changes in room temperature and container contamination. And after studying this liquid we found it to be nothing more than a simple jelly mould. Covenants play things if you like. The reason it suddenly became liquidised is because we think that liquid is the original form and its then changed into these colourful shapes."
"You mean, the covenant troubled us for nothing more than a space toy?" The Sergeants face turned a little red now.
Footsteps tapped outside, a green metal suit hurried by the labs, its orange visor shone bright in the white lights.
"Good work boys, file your report then send them up to the Captain." He turned around quickly and hurried off through the doors and back from the direction he came. The scientists looked at each other and blew a sigh of relief.
[Storage Bay - Approximately same time]
A yellow car shaped vehicle drove up to a bunch of stacked crates, its large fork like arms reached above a couple of the boxes and smashed down through them. Pieces of metal and wood crumbled and split, the crunch rang throughout the empty storage bay. The forks rose again, then came crashing down once more into the lump of stacked crates, more pieces of metal and wooden splinters shot out across the floor. This repeated for a while until the stack was no more than a pile of chips on the cold steel floor.
A small man climbed out from the yellow car shaped destroyer and headed over to another vehicle, this one small and had a kind of box shape on the front. Reaching for the door the man heard a loud, but quick screech. He span round, flicking on his torch in one motion, he guided the bright light towards where the noise came from. Nothing. Once again the man turned back to his job, the screech echoed again this time from his right, he swung the torch around to a small collection of boxes that had not yet been crushed. More curious he approached the crates, slowly raising a small wrench that he kept in his back pocket. Again the screech, getting louder and longer, the man slowly rose his wrench as he reached around the box. But before he could do anything something struck him at great speed in the stomach, a gut-wrenching pain filled his abdomen, then flowed all the way up into his head. The room started to spin before coming cloudy. And before the man fell into his eternal sleep he heard once more the screech.
[2 Hours Later at the Storage Bay]
Bright beams scanned across the dirty floor, a puddle of red blood sat near an old machine. A small group of workers had gathered round this scene. Two marines quickly hurried over to the gathering crowd.
"What happened here?"
"We don't know, Thompson came here about 10 minutes ago and found this horrific puddle of blood. Then after about 5 minutes of checking both manually and over the COMM old Peter Remora hasn't checked in or reported to the Ship Desk"
"A murder?" A young man, dressed smartly stepped forward, holding a small camera and a data pad.
"I believe so, I don't want this travelling any further and causing a panic across the ship. If you do leak this out then who ever responsible can be thrown into the cells I'm afraid. Anyway at the moment I'm collecting information around the crime scene, and trying to form a conclusion which is difficult seen as the body is no longer in the area"
"Pardon" One of the marines looked puzzled.
"Well there is a small trial of blood that leads to the back of the storage bay and into the ducts. A vent robot has been sent checking there for about 3 minutes now, we should get full report in about 34 minutes."
"So what we do in the mean time"
"Guard this area. And make sure whatever killed this poor bloke doesn't come back and if it does, make sure it doesn't leave alive"
"Thanks. Nothing from our normal job of seek and destroy then, but couldn't it just be an accident?"
"Anyone seen that Aliens movie?"
To be continued....
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