No. Keep moving.

Marie decided to leave the noise for someone else. Whatever was in there was no survivor, and Marie was not wanting to get involved with any of those monsters without a RIG of her own. Moving past the small lab, Marie continued down the corridor of blood and ruined flesh. The smell was much worse here, as the bodies and rot were contained in one small hallway. Writings along the wall talked of different things, scrawled there with blood. Who would do such a thing? The creatures themselves seemed too aggressive to be capable of thought or speech. The writings were of different things, and most were feminine, ranging from "FILL OUR WOMBS" to "MAKE US WHOLE".

While reading these writings and continuing to move, Marie's comm crackled to life. Captain Samson's voice broke the small trance Marie had as she read, allowing her to refocus on the task at hand.

"Marie?" Sampson's voice was let boisterous as before, but still had a twinge of hope. Marie only responded with a quick affirmation. "I am just checking in with you. I can monitor you from our shuttle and you are close to the Surgical Ward." Good news was always welcome in a time like this. Marie could only smile as she heard such a thing. Perhaps the ward was still full of people, including her sister? It was a rather hard pipe dream to believe, but hope was needed in a time like this.

Before signing off, the Captain had to relay one last thing. "Be careful though. Ventilation scans indicate more biological material is filtering through the ship, especially in the surgical ward." Marie merely nodded, trying hard not to think about what that meant exactly. So far, she had not been attacked, though one of those creatures could be stalking her right now.

Up ahead was the surgical ward security door. Tapping into the terminal, Marie made a few punches into the interface and rerouted power like she had been doing for the past hour. The door instantly slid open, and a quick movement caught Marie off guard.

A long tentacle like appendage whipped out from the shadows and grabbed Marie by the leg, pulling her with great strength. Landing on the ground with a horrible thud, she screamed as the tentacle began dragging her through the yellow-lit corridors. Using as much strength as her body could muster, Marie would grab a hold of doors, hallways, or anything she passed by. The tentacle seemed to be reeling her in like a fish, pulling her down the hallways to a gruesome end.

Screaming as it pulled her, Marie eventually was dragged to a spot where a dead security tech lay. Just near her reach was a small pistol laying on the bloodsoaked ground. If she could reach for it, she could use it to hopefully sever this tentacle and free herself! All she had to do was reach for it and stretch as far as she could before the tentacle could drag her away. However, the tentacle had moved up her leg, rubbing itself against her crotch lining. The twitch of pleasure she gained from it disgusted her and she continued to reach for the small weapon.