The revamp of chapter 2 in this tale- enjoy!
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If you get this message, I don't have much time to explain. They're going to break through any minute... Shit!
The clone, perhaps the last living one on board, tried desperately to maintain the signal. But hotwiring the holo-transmitter and trying to relay a message with only one arm wasn't an easy task; especially when blood loss and exhaustion were added into the mix. In the background snarls and garbled noises could be faintly heard over the sound of heavy pounding.
Some kind of disease is infecting the ship. It's taking over dead bodies and reanimating them. Do not board the ship! Repeat! Do NOT board Jericho! They must be contained! I've tried making the ship's navigation system direct us towards the nearest star, but everything's shot.
The clone paused momentarily to look back at the door he had barricaded and then to the bloody stump that remained of his right arm. Things went to hell so quickly. First it was the discovery of Amni and his troop all dead… The next thing they knew, the bodies were convulsing and twitching as their bodies were warped and mutated into horrific creatures. And then, despite them having been labeled as clearly dead, they began growling and snarling and roaring. Their eyes were milky yellow and glazed… full of rage and a primal hunger for blood.
He could see flashes of blaster fire, blood coating entire stretches of wall and floor, even the the mangled bodies of the dead. The thought of the carnage made bile well up in his mouth and mix with blood. He spit it out and scowled upon seeing it was a sickly yellow. Apparently he was infected too… Summoning up as much strength as he could, the wounded soldier went back to trying to send the message. That is, until a horrifying screech of metal met his ears. They had finally broken through! Adrenaline began pumping once more, he tended to the holo-table with renewed urgency.
DON'T BOARD THIS SHIP! If you can, guide this ship into a star and destroy it! I repeat, guide this ship into a fucking star! Don't let there be any debris! It might contain one of theaaaaaaagggh!
A mind numbingly intense explosion of pain erupted from his lower back. The numbness blossomed lower and lower until he couldn't feel his feet, let alone move them. His upper body trembling, he glanced over his shoulder to see that the bony weapon of one of the monsters had embedded itself in his spine, effectively destroying any of his chances of escape. Though terrified, he looked to the table and tried to send the message. But just before he could do it, the monster's second scythe-like weapon punched through the back of his skull, killing him instantly. Through the rough motion, though, the wires touched just long enough for the message to be launched into space.