IMPERIAL REPORT #03 2016-05-26-0926

From: Lord Inquisitor Arotias

I watched her slowly leave the room, soundless, then the realization hit me, I was alone in an unknown ship, with a bunch of unidentified aliens roaming inside that will kill me in sight.

The lazrifle in my hands and flak armour gave me a somewhat small confidence in myself; however I was aware that I was probably going to be killed if I decided to fight anything. Quickly I decided to attach the bayonet to the lazrifle, grabbed the lazgun, placed it in my pocket with the safety on and last attached the scabbard of the sabre to my hips, then placed the sabre in the scabbard.

Finally before choosing a position to entrench myself in I grabbed 6 laz packs, thankfully they were quite small so they fitted into my pocket easily. Soon I was hearing footsteps in the hallway, then screams and what seemed to be a bestial grunt, then I heard the distinct sound of laz weapons being fired, however they were silenced moments later.

It was at this moment I asked myself whether I should grab the power sword, but I realized that grabbing such a relic would most likely get me in the inquisitor's list to turn inside out, so I decided to leave it alone.

Quickly the footsteps outside grew deeper and faster, as if someone was running, then I heard the distinct sound of a door opening, then nothing. The ship was silent as death, all of a sudden I couldn't hear anything at all, it was so silent I could hear my own heartbeat. Perhaps each room's wall was isolated of the others so you couldn't hear what was going in the inside of other rooms?

Suddenly a thought attacked me: what if the enemy inside the ship were the tyranids and the reason the inquisitor didn't came back was because she was in trouble? Or worse, dead.

I began shaking, what was I supposed to do?

The tyranids were well known for their ferocity and strength, my chances of survival alone were practically none, perhaps whatever faint glimmer of hope remained in my heart to find someone with actual military experience that could protect me made my heavy body become light, what if there is someone in the ship who needs help? Even though I probably won't be able to help much I should try to act. Was this thought incorrect? Am I incorrect for thinking that someone might need my help? The inquisitor is an incredibly powerful human she can probably take care of herself however what about the crew? I am in the armoury and I didn't see anyone come in here to arm themselves.

In that moment I realized what I had to do, there was no time for fear, the lives of others were at risk.

I detached the sabre from my hip and attached the power sword instead.

The sword was much heavier than expected, however my entire body was almost moved on its own by the revelation that had been laid upon my eyes, there was no time to fear.

And so I perhaps foolishly or bravely I ventured out into the hallway, lazrifle in hand, lazgun in pocket and power sword at my hip my brain had begun pumping adrenaline allowing me to face the fear of the unknown, however the fact that the flak armour was very light helped a lot.

And so the door opened, the hallway was empty on both sides; I couldn't hear or see anything noteworthy. Then another scary thought sieged my mind "I am not hearing the engine thrusters, could this mean the ship has completely stopped?"

This fact alone meant that the ship already under attack would soon meet reinforcements if the enemies were tyranids, we are not moving and the fleet is not that far.

To pull myself out of the fear that attacked me I thought to myself "they are just a bunch of bugs right? They cannot be as scary as they say".

I ventured through the silent as death hallway, the only thing I could hear were my own footsteps and their echo, I tried walking as silently as I could, but even my breath was loud in comparison to the silence.

"Drip… drop" "drip…" I could hear the unmistakable sound of a liquid hitting a hard surface, of course the hallway was incredibly silent therefore it was possible that I was hearing a sound coming from a significant amount of meters away, however the sound didn't seem threatening "it must be a water leak or something" I told myself, I ventured through the hallway for several minutes, with no clear end of the seemingly un-ending ship I dropped on my knee for a second to think, listen and regain some stamina.

Then I heard the distinct sound of liquid hitting a hard surface again "drip… drop" "drip… drop".

"what the heck I shouldn't hear it anymore, and for some reason it is closer" I thought to myself, I tried looking in the direction it was coming from, it was very clearly coming from behind me, in other words the way to the armoury.

"HOLY EMPEROR'S TITS" I shouted out loud, my voice echoed across the hallway, for a moment I was afraid the inquisitor heard me; "I bet she is scarier than a bunch of space bugs" I thought to myself. I found the source of the dripping; it was what seemed to be fresh meat hanging from the ceiling, and it seemed to have been skinned. No skin, only flesh, juts flesh, a bloody mess stuck to the ceiling, I thought to myself "it cannot be human I can see no bones", indeed I could see no bones in the bloody mess, then I looked closer and it seemed to be stuck inside what seemed to be a vent, half of it was what I could see, the other half still stuck inside the vent.

I threw my arm at it to try and reach it, but failed, it is too far from me. Then I noticed a strange thing in the floor, covered in blood seemed to be what remained of clothes, it was a very distinct piece of clothing, black. Suddenly my entire body went limp, "it cannot be right?" to say that I was shitting my pants was not enough, "if this is who I think it is, what chance do I stand?", then something else called my attention, from what seemed to be what remained of a hand a device was hanging.

I could not reach it, however this time I used the bayonet on the lazrifle to reach it, success, the device dropped on the ground, as quickly as my shaking hands allowed me I grabbed the device.

Then I heard footsteps coming from behind me, still very far away, however when I shouted earlier it must have been heard all across the ship, I had no time to linger in the hallway.

I had to open a door and hide myself in a room before I attracted any attention and allowed whatever did that know I was there. I tried opening a door, the door didn't open a message on a display said "access denied"

I tried opening another door, only to receive the same result; slowly my hands began shaking even faster, the footsteps growing ever close my desperation only grew. Then I tried for another door, the footsteps seemed to be in the back of my skull, this door would decide my fate, was I to die here? Is there no hope for me?

Then the door displayed a message of "error" after a few seconds of hearing the door making clunking noises the door displayed a new message saying "fatal error, lock failure" then the door opened.

When I say I threw myself inside the room I am not exaggerating, I jumped inside the room as fast as my shaking body allowed me, only to make my lazrifle in hand hit me in the face when I landed on the cold ground.

The door closed behind me, for a moment I felt safe, but then I saw my fatal error, I had stepped on blood, leaving a bloody trail anywhere I stood, I looked inside the room in desperation for anything that I could use to block the door.

The room was absolutely empty; the one thing in it was a chair, and what seemed to be a person tied to it, multiple handcuffs held the person in place, similar to those I awoke in, however this ones were different, they seemed tighter, to the point it would hurt having them on, another thing I clearly saw was the huge handcuff this person seemed to have in its neck. Then I could hear a voice, incredibly faint, barely audible, however it seemed strong, filled with life "I will never reveal anything to you, kill me already".

I could not make the gender of the person, the room was incredibly dark and the entirety of the person's body seemed to be covered, including the face.

Soon I began asking myself multiple questions "could this be a heretic being tortured by the inquisitor?" no; this is not the time to ask such questions.

I quickly pulled myself out of the ground and stood on my feet, the door closed, I decided to take a look at the device I had rescued earlier, I took the device in my right hand while my left hand held the lazrifle.

The device's screen lit up, displaying something about an experiment, it stated "project Zorelnam shall base itself on the absolute control of the imperial citizenship, before we apply this we must make a closed group experiment, 14 young males and females must be chosen from the selected planet, only the subjects alone must be rescued from the planet everyone else is to be left to die, otherwise it could have implications in the subjects development"

"Those this mean? What…" yes the hard truth landed on my face like an asteroid, only I and 13 other people were rescued from my planet, everyone else was abandoned, the inquisitor had lied to me

IMPERIAL REPORT ENDING #03 2016-05-30 0649