Saria waited, and waited, the sound of water lapping onto the half-sunken ship the only thing she heard. She took a quick look around the ship, an eerie quiet hanging over the air like a thick carpet. She tensed up, ready for something to jump out of her.
 
After a few minutes of silence, she relaxed and began to casually stroll around the interior of the ship.
 
[i]Hmm, I was expecting something to attack. I guess this ship is less dangerous than I thought.[/i]
 
Strange instruments and glass containers dotted the room, and plants hung onto bowls that were suspended on the ceiling, each with its own light source. What they were meant to do, she didn’t know. Some puny snakes were also visible behind the glass, harmless. 
Saria took a ladder up to the deck of the ship, where everything seemed relatively normal, despite the deserted-ness of it all. A red flag was tied to the side of the railing, with a small capsule blowing in the wind along with it. She quickly took the flag and untied the capsule, opening it and retrieving a rolled-up piece of paper. 
 
 
[color=orange]Final log of Dr. Francesca Marini, former genetic and cybernetic specialist of Talon. 
 
Though they all have abandoned us, one by one, I have endeavored to finish my work, but in the end I have selfishly chosen life.  The fuel has run out; by tomorrow morning, the power will shut off, and Specimens 1, 2, and 3 will escape containment.  Given the results of my testing, there's no better place for them to escape than a shipwreck where they'll be marooned, but I cannot say if this place will hold them forever.  If you're reading this, I urge to you to call an airstrike and destroy this ship ASAP.  I have already taken everything of value; there's nothing here among my research but a fate worse than death.  I don't know what lies on the shore of this strange City, but my niece and I will take our chances.  We picked up the tracking signal for subject T-030 “Brucie” last night, and will attempt to rendezvous.  Dio sia con voi.
 
End log.[/color]
 
 
[i]Shite, the Specimens![/i]
 
She heard a creak coming from the inside of the ship where she had just emerged. Whether the noise was simply a random noise, or a deliberate one, she did not know. Startled, she looked back down the ladder, the yawning darkness creeping up to embrace her in its deadly grasp.