Station Omega
Now armed and ready, you step back into the living quarters, scanning for anything you might have missed. The faint noise of breathing, coupled with the shifting shadows, fills the room with an oppressive sense of dread.Thinking the engineering bay might be the key to the blackout, you step closer to investigate. The floor hums with a soft, pulse-like vibration, the air grows hotter, and the distant sound of machinery faltering becomes more pronounced.Thinking the control room might offer crucial information about what’s happening, you head straight for it. Upon entry, the unsteady light from the screens highlights a chair that’s gently spinning, as though its occupant left in a rush.You choose to investigate the medical bay, thinking it might be a haven for injured or panicked crewmates. As you near the entrance, the sharp tang of antiseptic clashes with a metallic stench, and the partially open door reveals streaks of blood across the tiles.