Examine the cargo ship

Serris starts by looking over the cockpit, finding nothing much of interest. There was some tobacco fluid and registration papers ina cabinet, but otherwise the cabin looked about as clean as it would is if were being sold used. If that were actually the case however, the pinup on the back wall would probably have been removed. The poster showed a woman wearing an extremely dated depiction of a "spacesuit." As inaccurate as it was, there was a timeless allure to the sight of a voluptuous woman's body wrapped in a thin shiny material with the tips of her breasts _almost _peeking out an open zipper.

Serris stepped into the container in back, activating a light on her suit's collar. Something seemed spattered along the inside. It seemed like the container depressurized and whatever was being carried exploded out of it's packaging. Some kind of toy slime by the look of it. As she stepped deeper to make sure she didn't miss anything, she found that the putty was a lot stickier than she remembered it being. "How is it still wet?" she wondered aloud. She had some of the stuff when she was younger, and she knew firsthand it became a boring lump of rubber if left outside it's container as little as one night.

As she tried to pull her hand free, she found her foot glued to a puddle on the floor. She started to question her earlier deduction, starting to think it was acting more like a heavy-duty adhesive. She saw something move behind the gooey pillars of stuff, and it occurred to her that the substance might not be man-made at all. Something was approaching her from the other side of that mess, and she didn't want to find out what it was. However, the hand and foot of her suit was stuck hard to the slime.