A nasty sight

Amy stepped over to the controls and her suit extended a thin fiberoptic, quickly she plugged in, setting her hands as if on an invisible keyboard. A few deft keystrokes on the air and they were in, the doors software overridden and it slid back smoothly.

The bridge was dark, its lights had either not survived or been torn out. “Switch to night vision” the squad activated their optics, weapons ready.

“God” Amy muttered, surveying the interior of the ship’s bridge. There was a hole punched in the ceiling, solid metal torn away but some great ****. Women, preserved like the one outside in a coating of slime lay everywhere.

All were naked, one even sat in the captain’s chair, an attractive woman of perhaps thirty. Joanna bit back nausea and looked around, “ok, move up. Macy, set up a sentry gun covering that hole, Amy, check the computers”

The darkskinned trooper nodded, moving forward and unlimbered one of the slim support weapons, setting it so it pointed at the hole in the ceiling. Amy advanced, giving the woman propped against the science consol a wide birth and plugged into the computer core. “Ok, it’s pretty messed up here. I’ll be a minute”

Meantime, Joanna set up to watch the door, then blinked. “hey, is anyone else seeing this?” she asked. The rest looked. The “Dead” woman by the door’s chest was ever so slowly moving up and down.