NuclearTrinity
Fighting a War
"You guys can leave, but don't stay out longer than two hours and come back at first sign of danger. We don't know how hostile the planet it, nor do we know if the atmosphere is more dangerous on the outside. Try to find something to use as a weapon until we open the armory. Everyone else, let's look around the ship and make sure there aren't any critters in here who would do us harm. I'm going to check our cargo bay and make sure there's still food, water, necessities, and stuff we can use to repair this rusting hunk of junk. Maybe replace some of these lights, as well..." With that, Dawson began to exit the room, walking toward the cargo bay, past the archive.
He stopped next to the door, noticing how used it looked. Compared to every other door on the ship, the archive's door was shiny. It looked like it had been opened and closed over and over again for years. Dawson approached with caution. He opened the door, and, to his surprise, SANBOT was staring straight back at him. He jumped back and shouted. "Christ! SANBOT, you look like a damned zombie!"
Dawson waited for a reply, but it appeared that SANBOT was deactivated. He shivered at the sight of the decayed andriod in front of him, and walked on.
He stopped next to the door, noticing how used it looked. Compared to every other door on the ship, the archive's door was shiny. It looked like it had been opened and closed over and over again for years. Dawson approached with caution. He opened the door, and, to his surprise, SANBOT was staring straight back at him. He jumped back and shouted. "Christ! SANBOT, you look like a damned zombie!"
Dawson waited for a reply, but it appeared that SANBOT was deactivated. He shivered at the sight of the decayed andriod in front of him, and walked on.