This mystery needs answers, she heads to the bridge.

The dark empty corridors of ship nearly identical to her own disturb Lisa. She wonders where the crew are and what happened to them. The access way to the cockpit is badly damaged. Metal shards litter the hall. The hull breach has to be right where she is. She pries open the cockpit door.

Gasp

"You ok Lisa?"

"Yeah, found the captain."

In front of her is a mummified human woman. She appears to have died naked, with her hand touching her sex.

"If I didn't know better, I swear the Captain died masterbating."

"Is that your expert opinion?"

"Very funny Tanya. It would certainly explain the half-assed piloting that got her here."

It's brain turns on in the presence of heat. It feels the approach of a potential host. It chastises itself yet again. It is fully aware it's present condition is entirely its own fault. It had allowed it's somewhat sickly host to be captured. It had died months ago, leaving it without nourishment. When a new creature examined the body it immediately took it as a host. It was somewhat humbling. For the first time in its life it's host clearly was more intelligent than it. Not only was the the host smarter than it, it was an intoxicating food source. Especially for a starving creature like itself. From its host it determined it fed on endorphins. Those released during something called an orgasm were possibly the best meal it had ever had.

Apparently with the hosts greater intelligence, came fewer animal instincts. It made the host surprisingly easy to control. It's host seemed quite eager to have repeated orgasms. It had pushed its host for more. So much, it's host had clearly ignored its survival instincts. The crash and sudden loss of air had upset it's host. The hosts final thoughts were the realization of what had happened and how easily it could have been avoided.

Hanging in the cockpit, it isn't much to look at. At around eight inches long and an inch wide, it blends into the hanging wires seamlessly. It's body is composed almost entirely of neurological tissue surrounded by a thin muscle sheath and light exoskeleton. At its head small heat detecting sensors and feelers jut out. Below that a small chemical factory capable of making a wide variety of useful compounds. One that was right now generating carbon dioxide.

crackle "See anything to explain this mess in there, Lisa?"

"No, weird, the pilot should have avoided this easily. Cockpit must have been lit up like a Christmas tree."

Hssss

The sound of a gas release startles Lisa, she twists jamming her leg into the metal wall.

Rip

"Lisa, you ok your suit was penetrated."

"Think so, leg hit some sharp metal, suits already healed. I'm going to head to the engines to check for the parts we need."