...Having melted through the barricade, I stepped through the door leading to the ship's infirmary proper. As I stepped into the hallway I was immediately struck by the eerie ambiance. The lights were flickering, in one place the wall was pierced by some circular tunnel leading off into darkness that my flashlight could not pierce, and somewhere ahead I could hear the most unearthly clattering.
After some hesitation I continued through the door at the end of the hallway, emerging into an untidy waiting room decorated by gratuitous graffiti and no small measure of blood. The ruckus I had heard before was only louder here, and I could hear occasionally an inhuman voice. Reminding myself of the rifle in my hands, I opened the door to the medical floor. I was greeted by yet more blood and gore, and more damned flickering lights. Casting the light around the room, I spotted the source of the noise; a pair of...
things that used to be infants. I sighed in relief; I had encountered these creatures before, and they posed little threat to one as well equipped as me. With only a few bursts from my rifle, they were silenced, and I was free to move on. In order to proceed, I had to restore the power, which thankfully caused the lights to stop flickering.
Stepping into the next hall, I sighted another of those creatures, which ran around a corner and out of my view. Not wanting to pursue it farther into unknown territory, I trained my sights on the corner and waited for it to come back out. After a moment it did so, and I silenced it as well. Not but a few seconds passed before my earlier caution proved itself wise, as a corpse with arms tipped with massive bone spikes charged around the corner.
Thinking quickly, I covered it in a stasis field, at which point it hung helpless, almost tragically, suspended in time. The threat nearly defeated already, I calmly drew my hullcutter, and blasted its scythe-like arms off. At which point it collapsed on the ground and ceased to move, whether it had expired from bloodloss or had simply given up was unclear. Almost triumphantly, I rounded the corner. Empty. One drops from the ceiling. I back up, and train my sights on it. There's one behind me. I stasis the wall behind it. Now panicking, I once again draw my hullcutter, and-
*screaming, stabbing noises*
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