[b]Union Station, Service Corridor[/b]

Screams of both the living and the dead echoed throughout the entire station. Evacuation ships came ant went as if a marching hoard of ants. Both UUC and UoD forces trying their best to slow the progression of the rising tide of Flood. – Their only success was in slowing them down. An automated voice called over the loudspeakers, announcing evac-routes and sectors of the station that were now sealed in hopes of stopping the Flood from spreading out further. 

“We have to overload the station’s sol-drive.” The Ethereal said, blasting two pure forms into molten biomatter with his raised arm and the other casting a protective barrier over Senator Simms who looked up in disbelieve at the suggestion.

“If we do that, our symbol of hope will be destroyed.” She protested, standing back to her feet and looking at the wake of destruction left by the Ethereal behind them.

“If we do not, our symbol will become one of carnage and plague. We can rebuild it.” Raz’ Zek said, his helmet scanning for any other hostiles down the narrow corridor. Without word, he began to move forward cautiously, Simms followed.

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[color=00a651]Mortal fools…. Why resist the Song of the Grave? Join us in everlasting melody. Rejoice in the rebirth of the Flood.[/color]