It had been roaming Alpha Base in Officer Ryan's body for almost eight days now. At first all it did was walk, treating each step like a novelty but like any child, it soon grew bored and began searching for the next New Thing.
It found the control panel.
Before we could fully comprehend that Officer Ryan was dead and something was wearing his suit (and possibly his skin, we never got close enough to tell) it had figured out how to switch off life support. Of course it didn't need the circulating air, not with the dynamic rebreather built into the suit but only those of us who'd been paranoid enough to hide our gear survived.
It likes to play with the gravity, switching it on and off as it pleases, really wreaks havoc on you when you're trying to hide or eat or do anything that isn't running from its still clunky steps. No matter what it does to the grav systems, somehow its feet never leave the floor. We suspect it's either magnetic or heavier than it looks, far too heavy to possibly be contained in Officer Ryan's suit and yet there it goes.
We've managed to hide from it quite well so far, myself and three others. Unfortunately we're all just that little bit too paranoid to remain around each other, settling for scribbled codes underneath desks and inside cupboards to let the others know we're still alive and still trying to get off the base without letting the creature out as well.
Our only defence was that it didn't know how to use the doors. After shutting off all power it grew bored and began actively hunting us down but it didn't know how to use the manual levers reach us. At least, it used to not be able to.
The sound of a door being prised apart woke me up from my brief nap in equipment room J. As I opened the cupboard by a fraction and peered through the gap I saw the broken and decaying suit of Officer Ryan shambling into the room.
I don't think it saw me but just in case it did, I've hidden a supply of ration bars in hydroponic bay 4.
You'll need them more than me.
It found the control panel.
Before we could fully comprehend that Officer Ryan was dead and something was wearing his suit (and possibly his skin, we never got close enough to tell) it had figured out how to switch off life support. Of course it didn't need the circulating air, not with the dynamic rebreather built into the suit but only those of us who'd been paranoid enough to hide our gear survived.
It likes to play with the gravity, switching it on and off as it pleases, really wreaks havoc on you when you're trying to hide or eat or do anything that isn't running from its still clunky steps. No matter what it does to the grav systems, somehow its feet never leave the floor. We suspect it's either magnetic or heavier than it looks, far too heavy to possibly be contained in Officer Ryan's suit and yet there it goes.
We've managed to hide from it quite well so far, myself and three others. Unfortunately we're all just that little bit too paranoid to remain around each other, settling for scribbled codes underneath desks and inside cupboards to let the others know we're still alive and still trying to get off the base without letting the creature out as well.
Our only defence was that it didn't know how to use the doors. After shutting off all power it grew bored and began actively hunting us down but it didn't know how to use the manual levers reach us. At least, it used to not be able to.
The sound of a door being prised apart woke me up from my brief nap in equipment room J. As I opened the cupboard by a fraction and peered through the gap I saw the broken and decaying suit of Officer Ryan shambling into the room.
I don't think it saw me but just in case it did, I've hidden a supply of ration bars in hydroponic bay 4.
You'll need them more than me.
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