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Screaming can be heard all around the ship and through the intercom system. Nobody knows what is happening and the Necromorphs are slaughtering the whole ship in the mass confusion. Every character begins alone, barricaded in different rooms. Your characters are unsure of what is out there and are afraid. Be careful in the beginning confusion, there are many people still alive for the Necromorphs to infect and cause more chaos.

Jasper's heart was pounding in his chest making blood flood and empty his ears creating the sound of the ocean tides in the dark quiet room. He had piled all the bodies in the corner of the room where a small sea of blood surrounded them creating a sick island of gore. His small marker medallion was tightly sealed within his fist as he sat on the ground resting against a wall. The acrid stench of death was now beginning to sift into his helmet making him gag softly. In his mind he knew he had to escape this room and somehow get off the ship.

He gulped down his fear and lifted himself to his feet stretching his exhausted legs. Taking one more security pan he decided it was safe to see what he had on him. With a quick flick of his wrist a soft blue hologram presented itself before him. His eyes wondered the floating screen as he checked ammo supplies and security clearances. With another flick his R.I.G.'s biometrics came up to show him basically how healthy he was. After a final check that his plasma cutter and rivet gun were full on ammunition.

Jasper took one deep breath as he turned his shoulder work lights on and opened the door. He looked both ways checking the coast then took one cautious step into the dark blood smeared hall. He softly spoke the word bridge to his R.I.G. and held out his hand. A blue line was projected to the floor for about five seconds showing him the quickest route to his wanted destination.

'If I can make it to the bridge i may be able to find out what happened and save the ship,' he thought hopefully, 'if not then I'll high tail it to a shuttle and blast off this damned vessel'

[EVENT]
Jasper enters the hall. The Door opened to a hallway which went left and right, both sides of the hall lined with doors. Some of the doors were torn open or shredded to pieces. Most of the torn doors were splattered with blood and occasionally a severed limb here and there. You are in the living space for high value individuals on the ship, such as master engineers, military generals, nobles, etc... Loud shouting can be heard from a room down the left side of the hallway, accompanied by a faint scuttling sound. Your locator directs you to the right side of the hall, but Jaspers conscience is tugging at him... Somebody might still be alive! It is opposite of your current route though... Investigate the noise? [Yes/No]

He jumped at the sound of the shouting and turned his head towards the origin of it. The shouting just kept going tugging at Jasper's soul. He looked back at the directional lead being projected on the ground then back down the opposite direction. With a deep sigh he turned to the left and brought the plasma cutter up adding even more light to the blood stained corridor. Slowly his feet began to move forward toward the shouts. His eyes scanned all the signs above the doors looking for something to help, but found no room that would even be remotely helpful so he kept going towards the sound.

It grew louder as Jasper drew closer which in turn made his heart thunder out of control. He stopped in front of the door the loud shouts seemed to be born from. His body was shaking with fear and his forehead was beaded with sweat. A heavy sigh escaped his mouth again as his quickly prayed for strength then taped the holopad before him giving the door the signal to open with a soft whisper. Quickly the plasma cutter was in front of his body and pnning the room.

"Hello? Is anybody in here. Please answer me I'm here to help you," his voice was shaky and soft.

[EVENT]
A man frantically stumbled out of the room. He was covered in blood and was shouting his head off. The man swore loudly and ran directly into you. He he looked surprised and shouted "Oh thank god! Help Me!!! I got its legs! Help!!!" As he ran behind you, another figure crawled out of the room. A Slasher. It looked like a twisted corpse, its stomach torn open and large blades extending from its hands. It's white jumpsuit was stained with blood and torn, its skin black and its eyes glowing orange. It's legs were horribly mangled and broken. It furiously crawled towards you. He briefly took in the man's looks in the dim, flickering light. He was slightly shorter than Jasper, with medium length unruly, shaggy black hair and blood covering most of his body. He was carrying what looked like a small sword or machete. He was wearing a plain, unarmored mining jumpsuit, his RIG about half full, glowing a bright yellow. "Fuck! Kill it! Kill it!" He shouted as he bolted behind you for safety. Another Slasher dropped down from the air vent from the ceiling behind you. The man screamed and brandished his machete, ready to fight.

Jasper's heart pounded into his throat when he looked down at the creature. He panicked unloading four plasma bolts into the things head as he screamed. The creature's head was decimated but it kept crawling at him. His hands were now shaking with adrenaline. "Holy fuck!" He unleashed two more bolts at each of the thing's limbs ripping them from its body. Finally the creature's body was motionless and in a puddle of blood. Jasper's breaths came out in deep pants as he stared at the dead creature. As the panic subsided and the adrenaline stopped his breakfast began to resurface. Feeling the reflex come Jasper lowered his helmet and vomited onto the floor. He coughed and gagged on the bile that ensued from his mouth.

When he finished with the gagging session he looked up and wiped his mouth. His eyes connected with the man who stood behind him. "Altman be praised," he said with sigh of relief, "I thought that creature was going to kill us." Jasper noticed the man's R.I.G. "Hey man are you alright?"

[EVENT]
As Jasper attacked the first Slasher, the man lunged at the second Slasher. He brought his machete down on the creatures arm, Severing it from it's body. The creature shrieked and slashed at the man. The man barely had enough time to defend himself from the slash. The machete blocked the blow, only barely blocking against the blade. The tip of the Slasher blade nicked his cheek, blood leaking from the wound. The man shouted in a frenzied rage and hacked the creature to pieces, blood spraying across the floor and walls with every slice. The creature dropped in various pieces. He turned back to Jasper, just in time to see him vomit all over the floor. When Jasper asked "hey, man are you alright?" The man responded "I... I think it got my leg... Everything happened so fast... It was my brother and... And... My god, they came in through the ceiling and..." He trembled and collapsed to the floor, crying gently. His leg had a fairly deep gash in it, and he was bleeding steadily.

Steve wakes up, battered & bruised, remembering what happened only moments ago. He was tampering with a Flamer, touching two of its wires, testing the connection. When he thought it was safe, he put the wires together, only to have the fuel tank explode, smashing him & his workbench against the wall. From where he was, all he could see was black scorch marks & fire. He slowly stood up, having a slight limp, scorches all over his Engineering RIG. He checked his RIG, barely staying at blue. His Plasma Cutter was by his right foot, and his Arc Welder was by the door. Upon further inspection, the door had locked itself & was melted shut. Steve was thinking that if he could reach his Welder, he could slice the door open. As he inspected the room, there was a small dent in the ground where the Flamer had been. He made it to the door, and slowly started to cut it open. Once he was out of the room, He said "Hello? Is any one out there?"

[EVENT]
Steve is unaware of the infection that has taken hold. He notices the blood splatters on the walls, and he feels fairly worried. The explosion knocked him out for two hours, the infection taking hold while he was unconscious. The door fell open to the hallway where Jasper and the man stood, the Necromorph corpses littering the ground. The door quite comically collapsed, revealing Steve's scorched form to the duo. Jasper whipped his head and plasma cutter toward the noise by instinct, the man flinching on the ground and looking at Steve.

Jasper's heart jumped and his helmet materialized to protect his face. Three dots were projecting before him on to the blacken form that stood in the door way. His mind raced wondering if the creatures were getting stronger or even more dangerous. The black form didn't seem to move and Jasper noticed it looked like it was favoring one leg. "Hello? Are you all right?" Jasper transmitted this over the RIG com system instead of shouting and drawing attention to himself like an idiot. After sending the message Jasper went to one knee next to the cowering man and pulled out a small silver canister. "Now this is going to sting like a bitch but you gotta stay quiet okay?" Without waiting for a response Jasper held the man's leg down and sprayed an antiseptic on the large wound then opened the knob on top the silver canister. He pressed the knob next the wound and released a white foam that spread across and in the deep gash until it was full. Jasper then ripped one of the man's sleeves off making a quick bandages around the wound.

[EVENT]
The man was too hyped up on adrenaline to pay much attention to the pain. He winced and sat up, looking at Jasper and Steve, his RIG raising back up to full, a healthy blue light emanating from his back. He reached for his machete and didn't feel alarmed by the blackened figure. He recognized the level one engineering suit on the man, almost identical to the one his friend Isaac Clarke owned. Funny, he hadn't heard from that man in a while... He muttered a quiet thanks to Jasper, and stood up shakily.

Steve takes off his helmet, his RIGlink broken, and says "Um, whats going on? I've been out cold for about two hours, and my RIGlink isn't working." He inspected the blood on the walls, and the many mutated dead bodies. "What the hell happened!"

[EVENT]
Jordan awakes in a sterile white room, lying in a hospital bed. His head ached, and he sat up slowly. The doctors had removed his white security armor and it was lying in a heap on the floor. He surveyed the room. It was a small room, and the light was flickering on and off suspiciously. The door was bent and had several holes bupunched through it. The reinforced door was still standing though. It was strangely quiet outside his room. He inspected a clipboard lying on the bed next to him. Jordans eyes widened as he read. He had been diagnosed with Jekyl and Hyde syndrome... A condition where he will switch between being a normal person to a crazed lunatic randomly, with no warning... Jordan's pulse rifle was lying at the foot of his bed and had no idea of the infection.

JORDAN
I toss the clipboard aside. When i stood up i felt a stabbing pain in my right leg i then staggered over to my armor laying on the floor. After putting my suit back on i walked to the foot of my bed and picked up the Pulse rifle. And limped to the door it opened at my command and i looked down upon a bloody disfigured corpse holding a javelin gun so i picked that up and looked around at my surroundings it was a lobby filled with bodies just like the one he just saw. "this dont feel good" i muttered to myself, as i was aware that i might be next.

[EVENT]
As Jordan surveyed the bloody room, an Infector burst through an air vent, dropping down on a dead body. The creature stabbed it's proboscis into the skull of the corpse. Before Jordan's eyes, The creature infected the dead body, transforming the body into a Slasher. The Infector jumped from the newly infected body and jumped to another body. Jordan finally recovered from the awe and fear of this creature and readied his weapon. He knew he had to take down the Infector before it infected the entire waiting room. He knew that it would be too much for him to handle. The Slasher roared and lunged at Jordan, closing the ten foot distance between them quickly.

JORDAN
I raised my javelin gun and launched one straight threw the monsters head pinning it to the wall then i turned to the larger creature and aimed for the place were the long proboscis was protruding from and fired. The javelin stuck into the monster but it wasn't dead it just roared in agony. Then i noticed a switch on the side of the gun and i flipped it and suddenly the creature was electrocuted and it collapsed dead upon the floor and fired bolts into the remaining creatures. "What the fuck were those things" i muttered to myself as i stared in awe at the lifeless bodies.

[EVENT]
The creature you pinned to the wall writhed and flailed it's arms at you... It wasn't dead but it wasn't much of a danger. The waiting room had a single door at the very end of the room... The smell of death seeped into your helmet and made you gag... One of the creatures dropped 1000 Credits. The door at the end of the room was torn open, and blood could be seen across the wall outside.

JORDAN
I picked up the 1000 credits then I slowly and cautiously crept towards the door my pulse rifle at the ready i looked down the hall, it appeared to be empty but i couldn't be sure considering the last one burst from a vent so i slowly started down the hallway.

"I'm Chief Technician Jasper Vernon," Jasper said as he walked up to the man. He shook the man's hand, "your RIGlink's broken? I'll fix that real quick for you if you want."
Jasper was just happy another person in a suit was around to help. His own suit could deal with more hacking and software problems than the engineering suit the man wore, but the engineering suit would be much better suited for other things with higher kenesis and stasis projectors. Jasper turned back to his earlier met companion and asked how he felt now. In situations like this Jasper tended to run his mouth and his meds would begin to fail due to higher blood flow and more adrenaline. His headache started to come back and his eyesight blurred for a second. As he regained control of his vision he seemed to awkwardly stare at the man without a suit. This strange starring while silent to everyone about him was filled with soft whispers for Jasper. They just kept nagging at him, 'Those bright blue lights must dim to the shade of blood to protect you Jasper. They're hear to destroy you, to delay you from your plans to escape.'

"Thad' be great if you could fix my RIGlink for me!" Steve said. "Oh, and my name is Steve, by the way." Steve was still very confused about what the Hell happened in the two hours he was out. "Ya know what else would be nice? A F***ing answer to my previous Question! What the hell happened!"

[ERIC]
"I'm..." He paused as Jasper stared awkwardly at him. "...I'll be alright..." He said quietly. He awkwardly extended his hand to Jasper in greetings. "My names Eric..." He said. When their hands met, Eric's body stiffened and his eyes shot open. He felt like he was being electrocuted, and he could hear whispers in his head. His Grip on Jaspers hand increased to the point where Eric was hurting Jasper. The whispers were very, very faint. He could only make out a few words. "...Lights...dim...red...destroy...delay...escape..." He gasped and dropped his machete, the blade clattering to the floor, releasing his grip from Jaspers hand and stepping backwards, holding his head. Eric had no idea what had just occured. He looked at Jasper, frightened.

[EVENT]
As Jordan steps out of the medical wing, he sees that he is in a large lobby, completely devoid of life. There were about twenty six corpses strewn across the large lobby. There was a map of the ship on the wall, and Jordan examined it. The USG Encarta was a space cruise/transport. The ship was divided into six sections. There were two housing sections, one for high value individuals, and the other for average-classmen. There was a single large section devoted to recreation; it had dining, activities, miscellaneous fun things, etc... There was another section for temporary housing for people who are just there for the transportation. The different housing sections are all lined up in a row near the middle of the ship. The recreation section is located on the very top of the ship, taking up as much space as the all three housing areas combined. There was also a large on ship hospital, located at the top of the ship, above the housing. And finally, the engines and other mechanics were located in the bowels of the ship... As large as the recreational area. All of the sections were connected by one large lobby, which Jordan was in right now. The lobby had the boarding area, a reception desk, various kiosks, the usual. It was was largely soaked in blood, and a large mesh of biotic material sealed the entryway to the recreational area. It looked like a giant mass of mottled skin gowing over the doorway. Jordan could hear very faint voices down the corridor to the HighValue housing.

JORDAN
i proceed down over to the high value housing district heading down a hall way to a door were i could here the voices coming from but could not make out what they were saying, i tried the handle but it was locked, so i banged on the door and yelled "hey is there anyone in there! please open up!".

//Automated Daily Report: Day_1//
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//checking_file[RIG_Status.rrp]
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//STATUS_REPORTS//
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//Deceased: Unknown
//Alive: Approx. 34
//Survivors_Identified: 4
//Infected: Approx. 376
//...
//checking_file[ID_Survivor_Stats.rrp]
//...
//Eric Bann, Steve Johnson, Jasper Vernon: identified_group
//...
//Jordan Decker: identified_alone
//...
//display: inquiry_1
//...
//open an individual report? [Y/N]
((N))
//...
//...
//END_REPORT
[connection terminated]