You shake your head. There are more important things then visit security right now if the comm lines are down. If the medical wing is in lockdown then you're one of the three people who can reopen that wing.
You grab your house's card key and head for the door. Crowds of people shift in the walkways below the apartment complex. Your neighbor sees you heading to the stairs, "You heading to work? See you later, man." You wave back to him as you do most mornings, but you start to feel like you should have said something about the noises. He must have not noticed or else he probably would have brought it up. Maybe it really is just your imagination playing tricks on you.
You descend the stairs and find yourself on the walkways to the tram. As you walk among the crowd you hear something underneath your feet, you can't see it, but it sounded like the same thing that was in the wall of your apartment; a strange loud skittering. Others turn their heads as the noise approaches where they're walking. It
isn't your imagination... This is interesting. Still, no time to dwell on it. Medical needs to be reopened if no one else is around to do it.
The tram is running a little behind, but within minutes it arrives. You get onto the tram with the rest of the crowd that huddled into the station. Many of them were coughing from the very illness your research group are striving to stop. One of the standing passengers passes out, knocking down someone else in the process. Another huddles themselves into a ball in their seat, hacking into their shirt sleeve. It's hard to ignore the effects of the virus when you can't just walk away. Then the tram stops.
It's your stop, and outside there is a red ribbon of floating text on the monitors overhanging the station block,
"Emergency Shutdown Initiated, Please Contact A Department Representative For Details." You walk to the door leading out of the station. It's locked, just as you expected. You punch your code into the pin-pad and the door opens with a hiss. A scientist runs up to you, it's Hopkins, the project supervisor. He runs up to you in surprise,
"Oh thank god. Everyone got locked in when the comm lines fell. All we got is a short range radio set." He holds the radio on his lab coat closer to his face and presses the button.
"Hey James, Garett's here. The doors open. We'll leave the battery to the engineers..." There's a long pause on the other end, but nothing comes. "James? This isn't funny..." He sighs and hands you the radio.
"James went down towards Cybernetics to reconnect the secondary power supply. If that fails all the corpses in the morgue will start to warm up when the door's power goes out. There are a lot of quarantined corpses down there that we still need for a viral analysis. We'll lose most of the samples at this rate." Hopkins puts his hand to his forehead.
"If you can reconnect the battery and find James I'll wire you enough credits to buy that TV you've been eying up. We need that battery reconnected. I'm going down to Engine Control to find someone, if you aren't going down to Cybernetics at least help me find someone."Do you want to take him up on his offer to reconnect the battery or find someone else for the job down the tram line in Engine Control? Finding a free engineer might take some time, even if you help.
HP: 100%
MP: 5/5
Credits: 10,024
Inventory:
- Keycard (home)
- Short Range Radio
((I'm tempted to make this into a multiplayer game, but it will take away from the survival horror aspect. I also would have a tendency to write this amount for
every player. If it'll happen it will be in a few updates if/when things start happening. If I do turn this into a multiplayer game I'll save a spot for you Heavy Weapons Pony, but I might not just because of the amount of writing I would be doing.))
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