forum Here to There (CLOSED - Stalkers welcome and get free selfies in space)

Started April 16, 2019 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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Alley walked towards the kitchen.

Aza was happily plating slightly burnt macaroni and cheese, singing her song again.

Alley stepped into the kitchen.
"Oh, h-hey Aza…"

"Hello!" she sang.

"Need some help here?" Alley walked over to the stove and secretly turned it off. She didn't need the ship running out of oxygen.

Aza's eyes flashed, snapping her back to reality. "Oh. Um. Yeah, sure."

Alley nodded. She picked up two of the plates of mac' n' cheese.
"Lead the way chef."

"Well, James needs food, and you do, and I do. So." Aza stuttered.

"Then let's talk some food to James…" Alley stuttered as well. She didn't like talking to people, but she had an easier time around women.

James looked out from his bunk in the men's cabin. He stared into space, feeling small. Wondering about the aliens, he decided to check back on the crew. He turned on his walkie. "How's everyone doing? Over."

Alley placed a plate down.
"We're bringing out the food now. Over."

"Alright, I'll meet you guys at the table. Over." James clicked off his walkie-talkie and walked down the empty corridors. It gave him the shivers. So far from home, so alone. He walked into the room, and pulled out a chair. "Aw cool! I love mac'n'cheese." James says.

Alley set a plate in front of him, then sat down with her own.

"Thanks." James says, picking up a fork. "After lunch I think I'm going to check on the defense shields. Y'know, just in case."

Alley shot him a look, then leaned over and whispered,
"I think we should keep it to ourselves."

James raised one eyebrow at Alley. "Fine, but I'm still going to check." He whispered back. "Rather safe than sorry." He finished his lunch quickly, and left the room. As long as we can keep everyone safe, then we don't have to make them worried without cause. The note only said they saw signs, maybe they were wrong. James thought. He walked to the control room and started a scan on the ship, to make sure every part of the ship was fully functional and in prime shape. The ship hadn't needed fuel until last week, but that was an easy fix.

Alley leaned back and continued to eat.

The scan was going smoothly until an error popped up. "What? You were fine yesterday." James mumbled.
Error in the cargo dock. Ventilation system compromised.
"Cargo dock." James repeated nervously. He looked at the security feed video from the cargo dock. There was nothing out of the ordinary, except… "The box is gone." James says. Turning on his walkie, he turns onto a private channel and contacts Alley. "Did you move the… shipment?" He asks nervously.

"No, why?" Alley was worried.

"Alley, it's gone." James says, trying to remain level-headed. "The ventilation system has an error in the cargo room, so when I checked on the security feed, I noticed the box was gone. I think something got into the ship via the vents." James says, coming to a conclusion.

Alley blanched. "This is bad."

"No kidding," James replied. "Listen, gather everyone on the ship into the safe room. I'll be there as soon I put the ship on lock down. We need a day's worth of supply, in my estimate. I'll check the security cams for any alien figures."

Alley nodded. She ran off, shyness forgotten, to gather everyone up.

James turned on every security camera and looked for a non-humanoid. Only Alley running down the hallway. Everyone else was in the bunk. Alley was running down… two hallways at once? One Alley stopped, and turned to look at the camera. It took a gun out and shot the camera. The sound echoed around the hall, and James heard it after he saw it. "Crap." He said. He watched the real Alley go into the bunker. He turned on his walkie again. "ALLEY, WATCH OUT THE THING IS COMING AND IT LOOKS LIKE YOU! I'LL GET SUPPLIES BUT HURRY, AND AVOID THE SOUTH CORRIDOR!" He yelled. James ran to his locker and got his handgun. He also grabbed a kitchen knife he'd used to cut a sandwich earlier and ran into the west corridor, and into the cargo room. He grabbed four oxygen tanks and a smaller sized crate of food and put water into it. Hoping it was enough, he began his run to the safe room.

Alley heard James and blanched. She yelled,
"This is an emergency!! Everyone needs to get to the safe room!"