Space Horror Quest 2

>>1317649
The room shudders once more and lights flicker, the siren still carrying through Titans atmosphere and resounding distantly in the building you are in. Everyone looks around with a concerned look on their face as William continues frantically pacing; you turn towards the door and feverishly push it open, revealing only your head to whoever is in the corridor. Outside two security personal are standing conversing amongst themselves.
“Hey? Don’t mean to bother anyone but do you know what that was?” You ask trying to sound as polite as possible
“Not sure” One answers, glancing at his colleague
“Rioters detonating charges outside the perimeter perhaps, don’t worry we have this place on lockdown” the other says reassuringly
“Thanks guys” you smile pulling back into the room.
You turn to the rest of the crew.
“Riots heating up apparently” you shrug
“Not much we can do about it from in here” Ellen says
“I’m not so sure” David says to the group
“That we can’t do anything?” Liz asks confused
“That it’s a regular riot...” David continues
“A colony wide comms black out is pretty rare” Isaac interjects “But three colonies?”
“And all after we found the Hermes” You finish
“Like Ellen said, not much we can do about it, we just got to wait for it to blow over or until a transport ship arrives to take us back to Earth” Justin says, trying to keep everyone calm
“That Carpenter guy, awfully interested in the Alien structures, I would have thought being in charge of the companies interests on Titan wasn’t overly related to the Hermes mission” Michael ponders.
“It’s not human” Kurt states loudly, everyone stops turning to him
“Whatever is on that ship, it’s not... human, not natural” he says, his fists clenched.
Liz moves to comfort him, placing a hand on his shoulder. You turn behind you to look at William, the only one who spent longer alone on the ship than Kurt. He is nodding rapidly in agreement, scratching at his arm.
>Talk to the group (say what?)
>Talk to specific crew member, Isaac, Michael, Justin, Liz, David, Ellen, Kurt or William (say what?)
>Go and find your sleeping quarters
>Attempt to go and talk to the man in charge, Brett Carpenter
>Other

>>1317649
Previous thread >>1278192

Yes! So glad this quest is back.

>>1317653
>"Is? Is on that ship? Or perhaps was, I wonder."

We can head off to our sleping quarters? I thought we were not allowed to leave this room.
I suppose we should probably do that then, better scout and consolidate our position ahead of time if we're going to spend the night here.

I guess exploring the building is out of question though since we'll probably be escorted by the base military personnel.

>>1317684
Sorry been a busy few days, especially with work and mass effect etc... Trying to fit this in!

>>1317653

William (say what?)
Anything new you know about this thing?
Like what it is, how it kill or make people go crazy?

>>1317653
>Talk to specific crew member, Isaac, Michael, Justin, Liz, David, Ellen, Kurt or William (say what?)

Check in with Liz, see how she's feeling

>>1317814
>>1317684
You sit next to Kurt, with Liz on his other side, the others talk amongst themselves attempting to make heads or tails of the situations while others try to ease the mood.
“Its ok man” You say smiling at him “We’re off that ship and we aren’t going back”
Liz smiles softly at your as you catch each other’s eyes. Kurt looks up interrupting the moment to give you a brief smile himself.
“Thanks John, I just feel like this situation isn’t over” he grips your shoulder tightly before pulling away and leaning back into sofa, running a hand through his auburn beard.
You stand up and cross the room among the chatter to converse with William, who despite being dressed in new clothes still looks scruffy and unkempt.
“William can we talk?” You ask coolly
“W-what about?” He stutters
“Your time on the Hermes” you state
He looks awkwardly and moves his jaw from side to side while avoiding eye contact with you.
“I just hid...” He says
“I know, but did you see anything? Do you know what got in the ship?” You ask trying not to set him off
“Something, it got in... they got in... maybe?” He mumbles quietly
“They?” You ask
“I don’t know.. i-i never saw it.. them, it was just so fast, i could hear it all over the ship, we never landed....” He starts bouncing a leg frantically.
“Its okay” You say, giving him reassuring eye contact “Just if you remember anything let me know okay?”
You turn, walking to the door before realising you have no idea where anything is, or where you are going.
“Do we have our own place to stay? Like where do we sleep?” You ask, spinning around.
“We have rooms” Liz chips in
“Yeah maybe you can show him his?” Kurt says still staring at the TV ahead, but with a grin forming in the corner of his mouth. You roll your eyes before Liz stands up.
“I was getting tired anyway, it’s been a long couple of days” She says motioning for you to join her.
You stand at the door and wait for her to join you, she pushes it ajar and you turn, standing in the doorway to face everyone.
“Thanks guys, I’ll see you all in the morning I’m sure” you give a little wave that is met by a chorus of goodbye and a coy look from Captain Isaac. The door slides shut behind you and you enter the luxury corridors of whatever floor you are on.

>>1317970
“Pretty crazy landing then?” you sigh, following Liz through the carpeted floor
“Justin really pulled through there, landed us all safely... well just about, we are all a little bruised” she recalls.
“Whats going on out there?” You ask her
“It looked pretty bad after we left the Heimdall, fires, noises, it was all too far for us to make out any real detail though... still i feel safer here then I did on the Hermes” she says shivering.
You both come to a door, several others line the corridor.
“This is yours” she smiles at you “Rest up John, you look hurt still”
“I’ll try” you smile rubbing your head, feeling the bruise
“Who knows! Maybe if you’re lucky ill swing by” she pecks your cheek before bouncing off to her room.
You watch her leave, leaning against the wall as she winks at you before entering a door down the hallway. You open your room and walk inside, a double bed with a night stand, and an en-suite, fancy robes and towels and lighting. The room is a definite improvement over the Heimdall, you lock the door from your side before undressing and collapsing on the bed. You close your eyes pulling the covers over yourself and allowing the lights to dim around you.

You bolt awake, the dim light of the clock on your night stand illuminating the table dimly. The time displayed on it 9:05, you blink confused, checking your watch it says 1:18 am, the clock must be bust, it was early in the morning, which just meant more rest for now. But what had awoken you? You sit upright momentarily before hearing a banging outside. Another banging sound followed by muffled voices in the hallway.

>Shout into the hallway
>Go outside
>Other

>>1317970
>>1317979
Not really what I had in mind when I said I wanted to check the sleeping wuarters (the idea was to ecaluate them for safety, contemplate any useful precautions) but it's fine.

Before we do anything hasty let's quietly step up to the door and spend a moment longer trying to figure out what's going on based on the noise.

>>1317979
>Go outside

Let's check and see

>>1317979
>>Go outside
Save the old thread in suptg or it'll be gone forever mate

>>1317979

>Go outside

>>1317979
>>Other
Grab something to defend yourself with and crack the door open an inch.

>>1318065
cant seem too for some reason

>>1319072
>>1318705
>>1318065
>>1318029
You press yourself against the door, listening to the outside noise, there’s movement and still muffled voices followed by a bang, it sounds quite intense but you are half asleep and these walls are thick. Just to be on the safe side you reach down to your night stand and pick up your wrench. You try to listen one more time and hear another bang, reaching for the door handle you pull the door open and lean out, peering your head around the corridor. The noise is much louder now you are out here, more banging. You look left and see nothing, look right and you see three men. One is laying face down at an angle, his heavy black uniform slumped over him, and your eyes are drawn to the other two.

One is atop the other, facing each other, the one on top is holding the one below head, his face bloodied, and is repeatedly thumping it into the ground a wet slam is heard every time he hits his bloody skull against the stained carpet. The victims body is limp and seems to be offering no resistance to the constant assault, you look back to the other man, his chest is moving as though he is breathing, still alive perhaps? The security officer on top is rasping and breathing erratically, he stops his attack and his neck snaps up and he looks at you. Frozen for a second in a staring contest the man drops his comrades cracked head and scuttles to his feet, launching himself towards your doorway. He begins on all fours, before righting himself up, his arms flailing wildly, his eyes wide and filled with rage, his breath loud and ragged and his uniform stained in blood and fluids.

>Attack with wrench
>Attempt to reason with him
>Lock yourself in your room
>Radio others
>Other

>>1319755

>Attack with wrench
Hit him then back inside your room

>>1319755
>>Attack with wrench

>>1319755
>Lock yourself in your room
>Radio others
These seem good options. Performed in that order.

>>1319878
>>1319884
The flailing raggedy breathed security personal continues to lurch quickly towards you, you recoil in fear before raising your wrench and cracking it across his face. A heavy thud and crack are heard as it connects, he spins to the floor, his momentum carrying him forward, he almost knocks you down regardless. He spasms on the floor attempting to regain his footing, blood trickling from the side of his face. You back into your room cursing loudly and grab the door attempting to shut it, the door swings closed but catches on the mans hand as he shoots his arm between the door and the frame. His hand twists between the door as you apply pressure on it.
“Get the fuck out!” You shout.
You raise your foot, bringing it down hard on the mans hand, a finger cracks and breaks, but remains in the doorway, gurgling blood in his throat the man begins to get up right, you open the door and propel your leg forward, your boot connecting with his face, he rolls on his back, blood splashing onto the carpet outside. Taking this opportunity you slam the door shut, your heart pounding, what the fuck was he doing, why was he attacking his colleague.
A weight throws itself against the door, although you can feel it is sturdy and will hold, fists pounding on the door and then a voice.
“Its so cold...” It rasps, banging repeatedly
You sit down, keeping your back pressed against the door for a while until the banging stops and there is silence.

>Attempt to cautiously leave
>Attempt to talk to someone outside
>Radio someone
>Other

>>1319954
>Radio someone
Liz

>>1319954
>Radio someone
Isaac first.
Then Liz.

>>1319747
Here you go mate
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1278192/

>>1320044
Ah thanks man! Couldn't get it to work!
>>1319979
>>1319992
You lock the door, standing there in the silence for a moment, wondering where the man has gone or what he’s doing. Inching carefully towards the night stand you reach for your radio, tentatively picking it up while keeping your eyes on the door. You press down on the button and raise it to your stubbled mouth.
“Captain?” you hiss, attempting to sound urgent while keeping quiet, several seconds pass before your try again.
“Captain Wright?” you ask again
The radio is silent for a few more seconds.
“John...? What the hell are you doing up? What do you want?” Isaac replies sounding groggy.
“Do not leave your room, lock the door, if you have too, arm yourself, one of the security team has gone insane, like the man we found on the Hermes, he attacked me but I locked him in the corridor” You explain
There is a silence for a few seconds as Isaac seemingly ponders what you said
“I’ll alert the rest of the team, is he armed?” He questions
“No, he was beating the other guard to death” you grimace
“They left me my pistol, trust me enough as a ship captain I suppose, I could try reasoning with him and if it goes south...”
“Just try alerting everyone first, I’ll radio you back in a minute” you click off the radio before changing the frequency.
“Liz?” You say loudly in the Radio
“John is that your room?” she asks “I could hear banging”
“Do not leave your room and keep quiet in there okay?” You reply
“Whats going on?” Her voices echoes out into the room
“One of the security members attacked others, I think he killed one, he tried getting in but its gone quiet, just lock the door and radio me if something happens?” you affirm
“Dont do anything stupid John!” She pleads
“We haven’t had much choice in that these last couple of days” you try to lighten the mood before clicking off the radio

>Radio Isaac and tell him to confront the man
>Radio Isaac and tell him to confront the man and help him
>Radio Isaac and tell him its a bad idea
>Radio someone else
>Leave the room
>Other

>>1320144
>>Radio Isaac and tell him to confront the man and help him
>>While Isaac distracts him sneak up behind him and choke him the fuck out

>>1320144
>Radio Isaac and tell him to
We're giving orders to the captain?

>Wait a minute like we said we would so he can make the round of calls with the whole crew. Then radio Isaac and hear him out on what plan of action, if any, he's got for us.

>>1320150
>While Isaac distracts him sneak up behind him and choke him the fuck out

This is a good plan to suggest if Isaac doesn't have a better one.

>>1320157

You sit there silently for a minute before the radio buzzes.
“John, I’ve managed to contact Michael and Ellen, everyone else is asleep I assume, or hope” he states
“Are you sure you want to confront this guy?” You ask
“Not really, but I don’t exactly feel comfortable with him and a couple of corpses out there” he says solemnly
“Whats the plan?” You ask concerned
“Well, I’ll go out there, confront him, ask him to calm down, If he doesn’t I guess i’ll have to shoot, not much of a plan but its the best I got” he says remarkably calm
“I just don’t want more shit happening with all due respect sir, its been a hellish couple of days” you say
“I understand John, but any help would be appreciated, like I said, Im lucky to have you in my crew” he says trying to coerce you with flattery perhaps

>Help
>Refuse
>Other

>>1320168
>>Help

>>1320168
>>1320150
>While Isaac distracts him sneak up behind him and choke him the fuck out
Of course we need to get the okay from Isaac. If he thinks it's not a good idea, we'll go with what he instructs us to do.

>>1320169
>>1320194
“Well when you put it like that i can hardly say no” you half joke
“Knew i could count on you Dallas” He replies “I’m going to the door now, see you on the other side”
You stand up and creep towards the door, still cautious of the mad man on the other side. You press your hand around the handle and the radio buzzes.
“Go time” Isaac says quietly
You pull the handle down slowly and peek your head out, spatters of blood on the carpet around your door, you look left to the empty hallway and then right. Stood a couple of doors down is the man, his face red from blood where you struck him, standing inches away from another door, staring straight at it, his body doing miniature convulsion and shaking, his jaw hanging limply at an angle, you must have broken it upon hitting him. Behind him Isaac steps out wielding his side arm, he raises it slowly while keeping quiet, let the door slowly shut behind him. The security turns to stare at Isaac.
“Calm down there kid” Isaac says pointing his pistol at the man
The man continues to shudder and drool blood onto the floor, turning and twisting to face Issac. He begins lurching towards him.
“Stop now or i’ll shoot” he says holding his ground
The man shakes his head and begins grinding his teeth before speaking “Too late” he spits through gritted bloody teeth.
“STOP” Isaac shouts
The man bursts into a short run, Isaac points the gun downwards and puts a bullet into the mans leg, the sound pierces your ears as the ringing of the gunshot drowns everything else out momentarily.

>>1320217
The man crumples and collapses forward as blood erupt s from the wound, his momentum carries him into Isaac and he pulls him to the ground, knocking the pistol aside.
Isaac falls back as the bloodied man crawls atop him.
“TOO LATE, TOO LATE, TOO LATE” The man gurgles through blood
Isaac wrestles with him attempting to reach the gun, you take off and run to help, the man sees Isaacs attempts to grab the gun and reaches for it too.
The captain cracks his elbow across the mans already broken jaw, spraying the wall with red. You kick the pistol away just before he reaches for it again and wrap an arm around the Guards throat. He flies into a fit of rage, screaming and drooling, his hands reach back, nails clawing into your skin, the mans other leg pressing into Isaacs torso. The captain screams in agony as his bullet wounded abdomen is kicked and kneed, you lurch to the side pulling the man off of Isaac and on top of you, still with an arm around his throat. The guards nails peel layers of skin from your cheeks as he digs them in, before shaking and going limp. You roll his body off of you, blood trickling from his face and leg down into the carpet. You look over to Isaac who is clutching his stomach.
“FUCK!!!” He yells to himself
Doors begin to open around you all.
“Was that a gunsh... What the fuck happened?” Justin says stepping outside
“Isaac?! Are you okay?” Ellen bursts from his room and kneels next to him
“I just need a doctor, get Michael, Alert someone working here what happened” He replies grimacing

>Offer to go find help
>Suggest someone else to go find help
>Wait
>Talk to crew
>Other

>>1320220
>"Isaac, if this is anything like what we experienced on the Hermes, it's probably best not to split up again. Just in case, right? I think we should get everyone and go to the infirmary together, all of us."

>>1320261
Forgot to ask if he thinks he can walk, with someone's help, of course.


I wonder if we're gonna catch the crazy from those scratches.
Roleplaying someone as messed up as that guard could be interesting.

>>1320261
This

>>1320261
Yeah you don't ever, EVER split the party.

>>1320265
>>1320261
>>1320261
>>1321413
You look down at your bleeding captain as the rest of the crew leave their quarters.
“Do you think you can walk?” You question
“I dont know, it hurts like a bitch” He grunts
“If this is anything like the Hermes, if what happened there is happening here, i just dont think its a good idea for anyone to split up, sir” You say
“Fair point” He winces, pulling himself up
Standing briefly on his leg he falls against the wall, blood trickling between his fingers as he presses against his wound. He pants loudly trying to compose himself.
“Captain, this is my fault” Kurt says, striding over to him
“That ship messed me up and im sorry, so I’ll be the one to help you” He says proudly
Wrapping an arm under Isaacs he pulls shoulders most of his weight, helping him steady himself on his feet.
“Thanks Kurt, no hard feelings, but you owe me a drink” Isaac says, trying to laugh but grimmacing
“This ones still alive” Michael shouts down the hallway.
You turn to see him with the two bodies, ones head cracked open and bloody and one laying face down, Michael inspecting him.
“He has a nasty bump but he isnt dead” he states
“Well i have to agree with John, splitting up is a big no no” Justin says, rubbing his head as a reminder of the Hermes.
“Help me, we can carry him to the infirmary” David says, walking over and grabbing his legs, Justin and Michael help, lifting him up and carrying him cautiously down the corridor. Ellen rushes over to help Kurt carry Isaac, resting his free arm over her shoulders.

Isaac motions for you to take his pistol.
“Lead the way cowboy” he smiles “Id rather you held onto that just in case this is a Hermes repeat”
You grab the pistol and cock it, keeping it steady at your side, Liz behind you and the rest of the team behind her. Carrying them carefully down the stairway you had ascended earlier you reach the medical centre, pushing doors open you are greeted by a couple of nurses or doctors, you cant tell, and security staff. The two security turn around, seeing your bloodied friends and your pistol, they raise theres pointing them directly at you.
“Put the weapon down!” one shouts sternly
One of the nurses screams and freezes unsure of what the do in the stand off.

>Fire
>Explain but keep a hold of the gun
>Explain and place gun on floor
>Other

>>1324319
>Explain but keep a hold of the gun

>>1324319
>Explain and place gun on floor
They are not acting like crazies and there's two of 'em vs our one gun.

>>1324419
>>1324441
UH OH need a tie breaker

>>1324441
I'll go with this then

>>1324319
>>Explain but keep a hold of the gun
just have it pointed at teh ground

>>1324419
>>1324441
>>1324510
“Woah woah woah!” You say loudly, opening your palms defensively
“DROP THE WEAPON” The other yells.
“Okay okay..” You slowly bend your knees, keeping your hands open, placing the gun carefully on the floor
“These two men need medical attention” Michael chips in loudly
One of the men points their gun at Michael and the spot the hurt security guard. One lowers his gun.
“Through here, what happened” he asks, the other still keeps his weapon pointed at you, as you stand back from the pistol on the floor. He slowly reaches down, picking it up before gesturing with his weapon for you all to follow.
“I was attacked, by one of you guys, he had already beaten two other guards” you explain
“Is that him?” The guard asks, pointing at the knocked out man you had rescued
“No, he was one of the victims, the other is dead, we managed to restrain him and I... I choked him out? I think he is still alive, outside our rooms, with the other body” You try to explain calmly.
The guard pulls out his handheld radio and raises it to his mouth
“Security team to level five, possible hostile” he clicks off the radio before clicking back on
“Mr Carpenter to Medical, Mr Carpenter to Medical”
You stand back as Michael and the two medical personal begin checking over the unconscious man, Ellen grips Isaacs hand as one of the nurses sprays painkiller onto Isaacs wound, and begins work. You and the rest of the crew are escorted out into the hallway where you rest on sofas outside, one of the security escorts waiting with you, mostly to keep an eye on you.

>>1324742
Carpenter strides in, followed by several security escorts.
“What the hell happened up there?” He asks trying to mask annoyance
“We were attacked, by one of your guards, our captain got wounded, I knocked him out and he killed another both, they should both still be up there where we ended up leaving them” you explain
“Shit” He mumbles, looking away
“You don’t seem too surprised?” David asks
“Two others have become... aggressive, since the riots” Brett mumbles
“What why?” Liz questions
“Sympathising? Missing home? Finally losing their minds locked up in here all day? I don’t fucking know girl” Carpenter snaps, his radio buzzes and he raises it up.
“Sir, no bodies on fifth floor, plenty of blood” the radio voice crackles
“You said two bodies” Carpenter growls
“I can assure you there were sir” Ellen answers
“And why the hell should i even trust any of you?! I’ve been watching you all on the cameras and some of you aren’t exactly all there...” He says, venom in his voice
“Sir” You start “If there are no bodies up there, then whoever attacked us is awake and has probably killed the other guard”
“I don’t think i should leave any of you without a guard” He says sternly

>Try to win his trust (how?)
>Go along with him
>Fight your way out
>Suggest something (like?)
>Other

>>1324747
>"Go right ahead if you have the guards to spare. But it seems to me that it's the guards who should not be left on their own if they are suddenly snapping one by one. Still, the more guards you assign to us, the least likely it is that one of them will kill the others and us, so that's a great idea as far as I'm concerned."

>>1324747
>>"Go right ahead if you have the guards to spare. But it seems to me that it's the guards who should not be left on their own if they are suddenly snapping one by one. Still, the more guards you assign to us, the least likely it is that one of them will kill the others and us, so that's a great idea as far as I'm concerned."

>>1324792
>>1324836
“Fine” You shrug
“Frankly the more guards you assign to us the safer we will be, that is if you can spare guards with them snapping one by one” you wave your hand
“Dont push me boy, the stuff i have on all of you, I could lock the eight of you in a hole somewhere and throw away the key” He spits
“Hey hey” Justin stands up raising his hands “Everyone needs to just calm down, we’re all on the same side here”
“I tried playing nice, I asked you for the information i needed but clearly you arent all there, escort them back to their rooms and I want their rooms checked, make sure THEY didnt kill my employees” he growls sternly
“Can i stay with Captain Isaac? Please” Ellen whimpers
“My order is final” Carpenter says smiling smugly at her “Your doctor can stay here to help, i’ll send him up when we are done”
Liz places a hand on Ellens back sympathetically as you all stand, the secuirty gripping their guns tightly open the doors and motion for you to go ahead. You all shamble through the doorway and through the cold medical halls. Two armed guards in front and two behind as you follow your path back towards the stairway.
“So let me ask you all, did any of you fucking kill my friend?” One of the guards ask loudly, not turning around.
“I had to choke him out... he was alive when we left” you say as the rest of the group look around anxiously
“For your sake he better be” the man snarls angrily

You arrive back to your living quarters and the guards order you to stay in the hallway, one stands keeping his gun ready in his grips and his eyes on you. The other three enter the rooms indiviudally and begin searching. David sighs and runs a hand through his hair, while liz looks you at with concerned eyes, you smile to comfort her before looking down behind the hallway guard. At the end of the hall is William, still scruffy looking and extra crazy, his eyes look panicked as he hides carefully, just peeking around the corner. He meets your gaze and mouths to you “I can help” pulling out a small scalpel he has and waving it towards you.

>Nod to him to come help
>Try to tell him to go hide
>Tell the guard
>Other

>>1328452
>Try to tell him to go hide

>>1328452
>the stuff i have on all of you, I could lock the eight of you in a hole
Fuck is this about?
Author we need to know if our characters have priors before being confronted with authorities. Our characters may be aware, but we are not.

>>1328476
Seconded.

>>1328452
>Try to tell him to go hide

>>1328497
>Author we need to know if our characters have priors before being confronted with authorities
They do not have any prior issues, save for perhaps like very minor things

>>1328528
Ahh... so he was making up shit. Okay.

>>1328536
>>1328528
>>1328523
>>1328497
>>1328476
You glance at William, the others seem unaware of him down there as they comfort and quietly talk to each other, the guard keeping his gaze on the group. William shines the scalpel at you again, nodding at the guard, you look back with a furrowed brow and serious expression, slowly shaking your head, your arms at your side your hand raises slightly and shakes from side to side, trying to tell William not to do whatever stupid thing he was about too. He looks confused and almost embarrassed, looking around sheepishly.

You lock eyes with him again before mouthing “go” slowly. He nods, his eyes looking panicked and afraid. He slinks away behind the wall disappearing from sight, the guard stares at you, seeing you looking intensely down the corridor, turning around he is met with the empty hall, before turning back and cocking an eyebrow at you. You look away turning to Liz.
“They cant honestly believe we did anything wrong?” She asks
“We didn’t, so we don’t need to worry” you say calmly
The guards finish the final sweep of the rooms and exit.
“Looks clean” one says
“Yeah same” another chimes in
“Well we’re under strict orders regardless, so im gonna need you all to return to your rooms until im told otherwise” the hall guard says loudly
“This is bullshit” David sniffs, however he and the rest of the team reluctantly return to their rooms.
“I’ll catch you soon” Liz says trying to stay positive, stroking her hand across your arm as she wanders back to her room.

You step into your room and reach back to shut the door before one of the guards puts his foot in the doorway.
“Not done with you kid” he says, stepping into your room.
He grabs you by the front of your shirt and pins you to the wall, your back slamming against it.
“If you fucking killed my friend” He shouts, spittle spraying onto your face “I’ll shoot every last fucking one of you”
You stare straight back into his eyes, opening your mouth to answer but before you can the lights shut off, every light. Your room and the hallway are left in pitch black for a couple of seconds before the backup generator kicks in and emergency blue lights spring into life, dimly lighting the hallway behind you.

>Explain yourself
>Say something to the guard (about the lights or anything else)
>Fight back
>Other

>>1328574
>>Fight back
It's only a matter of time until he gets possessed into a frenzy. Disarm him now while we can

>>1328574
Gesture with our head and eyes at what is going on.
>"And what will you do if it turns out it's your friend that's trying to kill all of us?"

>>1328629
I think he's only pissed. Evidently he was a really good pal of that one guard specifically.
His odds of being possessed are probably the same as David or anyone else from our group.

>>1328629
>>1328633
UH OH TIE BREAKER

>>1328662
What if we compromised?
We go with our line first and if the guard continues to be aggressive then we fight back? Keyword being if. Should my response actually get the guard to think "Holy shit, maybe it IS another one of us that snapped and is causing this now", I imagine >>1328629 may be satisfied with that outcome too (unless they -really- want to try and get their hands on a gun).

>>1328678
>>1328635
>>1328633
>>1328629
“What the fuck is going on” The guard says, loosening his grip slightly
You raise your hands between his arms and pull them off you.
“I didn’t kill anyone, I don’t want to hurt anyone, something’s not right” you explain calmly, gesturing around the room in the dim blue lighting. He grabs you again with one hand.
“I don’t know if you are as crazy as the boss says, but if you are I will kill you” he says, his voice angry but shaking.
His grip loosens and he drops his arm, turning around and facing the door, he puts both hands on the back of his head and exhales loudly.
“Names Adam” he says still looking away “You’re John right?” he asks
“Yeah...” You answer slowly
“Carpenter shared with us some... information on what you all did or claimed to do, or see, on the Hermes” He says
“Okay?” You ask, trying to keep him calm
“Any of it true?” He says turning around staring at you
You stare back silently for a few seconds “It wasn’t a picnic, strange shit happened, someone attacked me” you explain
“I don’t know whether you’re talking bullshit or not, but two of my team has already been imprisoned and now you’re saying George has flipped too, I wasn’t joking you know” he trails off
“About?” You ask cautiously
“I will shoot every single one of you if I have too” He stares you dead in the eye
“I believe you” You say, forcing a sympathetic smile
“Yeah well...” Adam sighs, his fists clenched.
His radio begins to bleep, he looks down turning it to face him.
“Fuck, Stay here!” he says pointing at you
“Wait what?” you ask confused
He leaves the room rapidly and joins the other guards outside, you can hear them discussing something in a fast paced tone, and see at least two of them walk off before the door clicks shut. Leaving you alone in your dimly light blue room.

>Stay in the room
>Radio crew (anyone to say anything?)
>Leave the room
>Other

>>1328789
Leave and regroup with your mates

>>1328789
We could leave? They didn't lock us in?

Regardless
>Stay in the room
I thought for a while about who we could call or what we could do, but I think right now there no use in either.
Too many non crazy but trigger happy guards to wander out and not much we can discuss with Ellen (next in command after Isaac) concerning the current situation.
Even calling Liz seems kinda pointless (what would we say? Several variations of "Don't worry, it'll be okay"?).
So let's take the chance to rest for a bit.

>>1328850
>>1328859
Man, we really do need to get a third player in here.

How about this: we wait a few minutes to see if the guards come back, then we can gather up (though I'm not sure why: we're all in rooms close by and can talk with the radios).

>>1328859
>Radio crew (anyone to say anything?)

"Something is happening, if you hear shouting or shooting or see anything...abnormal then call it in and we can all link up. Remember, numbers gives us a chance to survive this but we have to stay calm and in control.

If any of you want to join me in my room, wait a minute or two then sneak across."

>>1328870
I'd be kinda okay with that. Except we don't have command. We could try and take it with this initiative, but Ellen might get upset and this could end up dividing the group (on a psychological level, not physical) between those who resent us going behind Ellen and those who think Ellen needed to be more proactive and would back us up.

So, it would probably be best to radio Ellen first and suggest this as a line of action.

Actually on a second thought, radio communication may be monitored, so how about we wait a few minutes then go to Ellen, discuss it with her and if she agrees we make the rounds to gather everyone?

>>1328935
Except we have left an open invitation to any one who wants to stay with us, we know of three emotionally unstable people (the survivor, the women and our security-guard / friend).


As to waiting a few minutes and seeing her before using the Radio, at that point, we might as well go round manually.

>>1328997
>As to waiting a few minutes and seeing her before using the Radio, at that point, we might as well go round manually.
That's precisely what I meant. If you're okay with that, then we have a consensus.

>>1329025
Fair enough, I can support such a course of action...

>>1328850
>>1328859
>>1328863
>>1328870
You sit in silence for a minute or two before picking up your radio and opening it to the whole crew channel. Sitting down on the bed and ruffling your dark hair you click onto the radio.
“Guys, if anyone is listening to this, if you hear anything weird, or see anything weird, contact the rest of us, the guards have just rushed off, i don’t know if any are left outside” you say
The radio is silent briefly before buzzing into life “Something weird?” Ellen asks
“Like anything that happened to us on the Hermes, anything weird” You repeat
“The better connected we stay, the better it’ll be for all of us” you say into the machine
“Keep in touch” Kurt replies.

You place the Radio on the side on your table and lay back in bed, crawling up to the pillow. The dim blue lights still buzz and hum in the silence of the dark room. You try to rest and drift off, take some time to rest your eyes. However the creeping sense of dread and sudden blackout has put too much anxiety on you for you to rest or stay comfortable. What feels like hours pass by as you stare up at the dark blue ceiling, shifting uncomfortably, wondering if the guards have found William yet, where had he gone?

>>1329185
A sudden shudder ripples through the building, the lights flicker, it shakes you into alertness. You reach for the radio but before you can press down on the buttons a voice clicks in.
“Did you feel that?” Kurt asks
“Yes, what was that” Ellen asks
“Felt like an earthquake?” David says, somewhat asking
“Felt like an explosion” Kurt mutters through the radio
“Explosion?” you question
“Been around enough of them...” Kurt replies
“The guards gone” Ellen says nervously
“What? How do you know?” you ask
“Checked the hallway, its empty” she replies
The lights flicker again and an alarm begins to sound throughout the building.
“We should group in the hall to talk, i don’t like this” Ellen says
“Copy that” Kurt replies.
Unsure of whether its the right thing to do, you decide to follow the chain of command and the rest of the group. You walk to the door and pull on the handle, easing it open gently you peer out, looking for guards, true to her word Ellen is already stood in the hallway, her hair tied back into her classic ponytail. Liz, Kurt and David exit their rooms and join Ellen, followed swiftly by you. The alarm still blaring in the background carrying through the blue lit halls.
“Michael and Isaac still downstairs then?” Liz asks
“Seems that way” Ellen replies “we need to find out what’s going on, someone in charge, a guard or something”
“Yes mam, whatevers going on it doesn’t sound good” David says looking around.
“Wheres Justin?” you ask curiously
“No way he is sleeping through this” Kurt says, knocking on his door he is met by silence
“Guards took him somewhere maybe?” David suggests
“Why?” Liz asks anxiously
“If he isn’t in, we need to go find him too, or contact him, perhaps down with the captain” Ellen remarks

>Radio Justin
>Radio Captain and Michael
>Try Justins room again
>Follow the team
>Suggest something else
>Other

>>1329189
>Try Justins room again


I don't trust it not to know how to use a radio...

>>1329210
You don't trust what? The whatever it is that came onboard the Hermes? Because you'd be right. We lost Kurt because something managed to imitate the captain's voice over it.

Even so, we might as well give it a shot. So,

>>1329189
In order,
>Try Justins room again
>Radio Justin
>Follow the team
But let's make sure we have a somewhat cohordinated plan of action. One that makes us stick together (no splitting up!)

>>1329255
Correct, I know I should have been more clear in what I was refering to but I don't think it is a spirit, alien, human or anything else we have a word for.


Abomination, horror, demon and fey would be most accurate yet even these seem...wrong. Fey is almost right yet that implies that it has a weakness.

>>1329273
>yet that implies that it has a weakness
It may yet have a weakness.

>>1329616
It killed an entire civilisation, got on board a space ship without any obvious method (after detecting them from across a fuck solar system) and caused insanity by an unknown method. Without an obvious source.

>>1329765
Actually I have a few theories on what it is, that would explain all of that shit, and how we would fight it.

>>1329844
Memetic virus?

>>1329881
Potentially but I doubt it. I'm thinking it's more likely to be an energy lifeform.

>>1329189
>>Radio Captain and Michael
>>Try Justins room again
We need to get the party back together, asap.

>>1329210
>>1329255
>>1329273
>>1331763
You tune to radio to Justins private channel
“Justin? Where are you?” you ask anxiously
You are met by radio silence against the background sound of the alarm filling the complexes darkened hallways.
“Justin?” you ask again
“Help me” Justins voice floats through the radio, raspy and pained
“Justin? Where are you” You ask again panicked
“Please help me” He begs pain in his voice
“JUSTIN! We dont know where you are!” Ellen shouts into the mic, you vaguely hear her voice carrying from inside justins room.
“His radio is in his room” you exclaim to the group
“Justin open the door” Liz asks
“Please, its cold, please help me” Justin pleads
You try the handle again but the doors locked shut, Kurt pushes past you
“Outta the way” he says, raising his foot he kicks at the handle, he quickly gives up on that and backs up, ramming his burly shoulder against the door with a heavy thud.
“Please help” Justin cries
THUD
“help me”
THUD
“HELP ME!”
CRACK
The door cracks and swings open, Kurt stumbles in through the doorframe and steadys himself in the room, with you following quickly behind. The darkness that has fallen with the power outage also fills Justins room.
“Please... it hurts” Justins voice echoes impossibly through the radio
Laying on the bed is Justin topless, his arms left outstretched, his wrists slit in a line straight up to the inside of his elbow, wet blood surrounding him in an aura of crimson on the white stained sheets. His torso has multiple stab wounds on it caking his stomach and chest in blood, his face however is unblemished and unhurt aside from his eyes, both of which remain in his head but have been punctured. Liz and Ellen enter the room behind you, you and Kurt frozen in shock staring at his body. Liz lets out a small scream before covering her mouth and looking away.
“W-what, he was next door, th-there were guards?” Ellen asks
“Justin...” Kurt mumbles, placing his palms on the side of his head and staring straight at him
“W-whats going on” you stutter, feeling your voice shake
“We need to find the Captain o-or that Carpenter man...” Ellen says, her voice trembling

>Agree to finding Michael and Captain
>Try radio
>Agree to finding Brett Carpenter
>Other

>>1332219
>Other
Inspect his wounds, do they look like they could have been made with a scalpel? Like the slightly insane crew-member had?

>>1332219
>>Agree to finding Michael and Captain
>>Other
Wrap up his body in a clean sheet and bring it along with us. We can't leave our ship mate in this charnel house of horrors.

Okay, now we start killing guards who try and pin us down. We have to do everything we can to get our crew back together and get the hell off this colony.

>>1332219
This shit is bad. Examine him, see if his wounds are self inflicted or not. Then go out and find the capt. STICK TOGETHER NO MATTER WHAT

>>1332477
>>1332524
>>1332525
You shuffle forward slowly over Justins body, staring at the wounds and his wrists
“A-a knife? Maybe self inflicted?” You mumble shakily to everyone else
“Why?” David asks calmly, masking his sorrow
“Maybe he snapped like the rest... I... I dont know” You sigh
“We’d need Michael for a proper evaluation” Ellen trembles
“W-we cant leave him here?” Liz squeaks, tears in her eyes
“We cant carry him around the facility... doesn’t exactly look good on us” David says feeling ashamed
“Im not leaving him” Kurt says
He tentatively approaches the body, breathing heavily attempting to hide his emotions, he cautiously wraps the sheets and duvet around Justins body, until he is a cocoon of pinkish white cotton. Liz looks away crying while Ellen walks out of the room.
“You don’t have to do this man” You say
“I aint leaving him” Kurt say gruffly, hoisting him over his shoulder with a sigh
The mattress under Justin is soaked with patches of dark red blood, you stand back letting Kurt walk past, the limp pile of duvet and blood and body bouncing gently on his shoulder.
“What the hell?” Kurt says
You turn around to see the back of Justins door, scratched into the door are the numbers 115 and 17, scratched in multiple places, some coated with blood and at different angles and sizes.
“Did Justin do this?” You mutter
“I don’t know anymore, this is the Hermes all over again” Kurt says shaking
“Guys we need to go, we need to find the Captain and then figure out a way off this place” Ellen shouts back to you

>>1332710
You catch up to Liz outside, walking with David and Ellen down the dimly lit corridor, shes shaking slightly and has wide teary eyes.
“Why would he do it?” Liz whimpers
“I don’t know, we don’t even know if he did yet, lets meet up with the others before we assume anything” You say trying to comfort her
“What if we are next? Are we going to go insane? Is something after us John?” she says turning to look at you
“We wont, and if something is, we will sort it, we are going to be okay i promise” You say forcing a small smile
Another shudder ripples through the building, harder this time, the backup lights flicker between dim blue and total darkness. Rattling in the walls can be heard as you all vibrate from the shudder.
“Definitely an explosion” Kurt mumbles
You are about to turn a corner when David puts his arm out and pulls you back. He nods at the corner and lets you lean over his arm. Two armed guards are stood in the hallway, one gripping his rifle and the other attempting to work some frequency on the radio but apparently receiving poor reception.
“We could try making a dash across the corridor?” David suggests pointing straight ahead “Or try our luck down there with those 2?”
“Fuck” Ellen cries quietly “We might get spotted”

>Try to dash across the T section hallway
>Turn to corner and try talking to the guards
>Try fighting the guards (only have a wrench)
>Go back
>Try something else?

>>1332713
>>Try to dash across the T section hallway

>>1332713
>>Try to dash across the T section hallway

>>1332713
If we go back, can we then go a different direction?
If so, I'd say let's do that.