Lex Morette never believed in the strange and miraculous powers of the
Force, never had she even begun to think on what happens after a human
being dies. But what she was seeing had clarified one theory.
All about her were dead people.. Walking! Never before in her life had she witnessed a dead person coming back to life. It was unnatural, not right, and she began to fret that her imagination was running wild. But it was not. The zombies had quickly begun ripping at Lex, trying to tear her limbs off her body. But, as nimble as she was, Lex was able to squirm out of the crowd and dash to the exit. She closed the door behind her, blasting the controls to jam it.
Breathing heavily and crying, Lex dropped her gun and curled up on the floor. It started again. The laughing had begun to bellow through the walls again. The same, hissing cackle that she had heard earlier. 'What was happening,' she thought. 'Was this some kind of sick joke that everyone was in on? It was so real. The looks on their faces!' Her thoughts came out in rushes too fast to properly take them all in at once. Lex wondered when her backup would arrive. She thought about running back to her ship.
Unfortunately, one zombie had successfully ripped her vacuum suit. It would be impossible to escape now. She could not go back into that hangar without proper life-support systems. She would be able to move around for a second or two, then she would fall unconscious. That would be even more dangerous. Wiping her tears, Lex thought of an idea to get off the cruiser. Surely there had to be another survival suit in the ship. But what about the zombies? She could out run them, but she could not fight them. She had a blaster, maybe they could die again?
Slowly breathing out, Lex could not believe she had thought that. Her imagination had almost fully diminished from when she was a kid. She no longer believed in the stuff of fantasy and magic that most kids--and adults--believed. Especially not the Force. She saw a man once who was train to move quick enough to catch a projectile with his bare hands. She believed the Jedi simply found a way to do this and used their fancy tricks to make people believe in their powers. But after seeing what she just finished escaping, she began to have second thoughts. The laughing from somewhere in the ship began to cackle up again. Lex needed to get out of here. She began searching for a life-support suit.
All about her were dead people.. Walking! Never before in her life had she witnessed a dead person coming back to life. It was unnatural, not right, and she began to fret that her imagination was running wild. But it was not. The zombies had quickly begun ripping at Lex, trying to tear her limbs off her body. But, as nimble as she was, Lex was able to squirm out of the crowd and dash to the exit. She closed the door behind her, blasting the controls to jam it.
Breathing heavily and crying, Lex dropped her gun and curled up on the floor. It started again. The laughing had begun to bellow through the walls again. The same, hissing cackle that she had heard earlier. 'What was happening,' she thought. 'Was this some kind of sick joke that everyone was in on? It was so real. The looks on their faces!' Her thoughts came out in rushes too fast to properly take them all in at once. Lex wondered when her backup would arrive. She thought about running back to her ship.
Unfortunately, one zombie had successfully ripped her vacuum suit. It would be impossible to escape now. She could not go back into that hangar without proper life-support systems. She would be able to move around for a second or two, then she would fall unconscious. That would be even more dangerous. Wiping her tears, Lex thought of an idea to get off the cruiser. Surely there had to be another survival suit in the ship. But what about the zombies? She could out run them, but she could not fight them. She had a blaster, maybe they could die again?
Slowly breathing out, Lex could not believe she had thought that. Her imagination had almost fully diminished from when she was a kid. She no longer believed in the stuff of fantasy and magic that most kids--and adults--believed. Especially not the Force. She saw a man once who was train to move quick enough to catch a projectile with his bare hands. She believed the Jedi simply found a way to do this and used their fancy tricks to make people believe in their powers. But after seeing what she just finished escaping, she began to have second thoughts. The laughing from somewhere in the ship began to cackle up again. Lex needed to get out of here. She began searching for a life-support suit.