Distracted by the opening door, she perked up when she saw someone enter.  “Hello...?” she called out, desperate for some explanation from anyone that might give it to her.  The person ignored her, a guttural sound emitting from his throat in response as he got down on all fours and began crawling in her direction, limbs sticking out like a spider.  Whimpering, she tried to scoot back.  Her hands slipped on the metal floor where the pool of blood formed near the dead body beside her.

A beam of light hitting the creature's head, she watched as it suddenly exploded.  The sight horrified her as she stared on at the carcass and damage.  Bits of whoever or whatever it had been went everywhere, some of it on her, and she suddenly felt sick.  With nothing in her stomach, bile soon mixed with the blood on the floor as she heaved.

It was tone of urgency in the man's voice that had her struggling to stand, only succeeding when he offered his help in the form of a crutch.  With many questions for him, she found herself unable to ask as he helped to usher her out of the room through the door the decaying creature had come through.  The flickering light was starting to bother her and she closed her eyes trying to ease the discomfort the flashing caused.  Jerked into a side room and forced to face the man, she couldn't see anything through the dark as her eyes struggled to adjust.  But the sound of something outside in the hallway was hint enough to know that she needed to be quiet.  A bloodcurdling scream resonated through the ship and she gasped while trying to cover her ears to block out the sound.  Only when she heard the muffled sound of his voice did she drop her hands.

She wasn't sure where he'd taken her, but it was different than the rest of the ship and looked to be an important room.  Pushing the glasses up her nose with a finger, she looked around at the different screens on the wall with fascination.  Hearing him speak again, she turned to face him.  [color=pink]“You mean I'm not?”[/color] she asked.  Turning her attention back to surveying the room, she muttered mostly to herself, [color=pink]“I thought I was in hell.”[/color]

As he put away the armor he wore, she glanced back over at him with an arched brow as now he looked to be wearing some type of full-body spandex.  It was very form-fitting.  

Taking the liquid from him, she examined it.  Nose furling in disgust, it didn't seem like a good idea to put something that glowed inside of her body.  [color=pink]“What is it?”[/color] she asked, looking back up at him.  He'd already downed a vial for himself.  Though she was reluctant to do so without knowing what it was or what it did, she didn't figure she had much choice in the matter.  [color=pink]“Cheers,”[/color] she said, raising it up in his direction before she threw her head back and downed it.  The lack of flavor was disappointing as she'd expected for it to taste like a blue Popsicle.  

Everything about her was shrouded in a fog, her name included.  Like the name of a song on the tip of her tongue, it was there—she just couldn't pull it out yet.  Without any way to introduce herself, she just gave a small nod.  Becoming more alert when he mentioned that she had questions, her shoulders visibly sagged again when he mentioned he didn't know much himself.  What he had to say was troubling and none of it made her feel any better.  [color=pink]“You knew enough to drink the glowy stuff at least,”[/color] she said.  It had been more than she knew.

Any questions she might have had for him, she didn't think he could answer.  Where were they?  Why were they there?  What were those things?  And what was coming after them?  The only thing he could tell her was that they were in danger and needed to leave as fast as they possibly could.  Not one to dawdle with such information, she found herself bypassing the resting period and going straight to the suiting up.  It was better to leave now and rest later.

Dressed in her jeans and dirty white t-shirt from when she was taken, she found a skintight suit of her own that mirrored his to go beneath one of those armored outfits he'd been wearing.  Grabbing it off the shelf, she glanced at him.  [color=pink]“You mind?”[/color] she asked, motioning for him to turn around with her finger before she started to change.  Off in the distance she could hear that chilling scream that made her blood run cold.  Whatever that thing had been was still looking for them, she guessed.  They needed to hurry.  She wasted no time in putting the suit on and she quickly snatched some smaller pieces of armor from off the shelf.  She didn't think she would be able to carry the weight of the larger pieces like he'd had on.

[color=pink]“Where are we going?”[/color] she wondered though at the end of the day she figured she would probably just follow him.