Emma span in her office chair. She had tried to message the captain again but no response. There never was, the only time anyone on the ship had any contact with the captain was when she called out over the tannoy about the BHT. "Captain this is serious i have readings here that could indicate we have a build up of the solar wind on the right auxiliary engine." No response. Emma doubted that the captain even listened to these messaged and was too busy counting his cash. Or he was dead. But Emma pushed those thought to the back of her head, she was just here to do her job and in three months she would be going back home to Sto and all this would be behind her.
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The doctor kissed Amy and then stopped, pulling away from her. He opened his eyes and looked into Amy's. "Sorry" She said as soon as she saw the doctor looking at her. The doctor, for once, was speechless. "I just. I mean it was just. I mean" Amy stuttered trying to think of a way out of this situation. "Thanks for that. Really helped" The doctor smiled. "What?!" Amy shouted as she backed away from him. "No, I mean thanks anyway for the kiss. But it helped, the Exo cells from the sun which were on my head then on your lips are now on my lips which means?" The doctor stopped, waiting for Amy to continue. "Which means that now, i can taste them and they taste like ash but with the subtle taste of pears and steel. Which means that somebody is up in a ship above this planet is using the solar wind to cover this planet in live, exo bacteria cells to make a new eco system but is also throwing out tiny bits of their steel ship too" He concluded, a massive grin stretched across his face. "Which means?" Amy asked. "Which means we need to get out of this cells, back to the surface, back to the tardis and then onto that ship. Not sure how though?" The doctor laughed.
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A new voice bellowed over the tannoy "All crew must report immediately to the main chamber" Emma began to panic. This is what she had been afraid of all this time. Whoever that was, it wasn't the captain and it wasn't any of the crew. They have been in charge of the BHT for the last few weeks. They could have been doing anything and now they wanted the crew. She reached into her desk and pulled out the small handgun. Loading it she pushed it inter her cargo trousers and left her office. She walked down the small corridor that led to the main chamber, her hand poised on the small handgun. She reached the door and grabbed the large release handle. She pulled it down and the door opened with a metal clang. Emma stepped inside the vast main chamber. Then,she was hit with a large force on the back of her head and she fell to the floor unconscious.