Cormac took command of a small band Special Forces all from different teams. They boarded the shuttle USM Voyager and made their escape from the Necromorphs. The ship there used to be on was on the verge of total destruction, they were moving as fast as possible, but they were not fast enough. Debris rained down on their shuttle like the fires that rained down on Gamorrah. The crew was thrown about like ragdolls.

The USS Creed emerged from the space distortion that sucked them in. Captain Frye ordered all the reporters to quarters, they objected but holographic security personnel gave them no choice. A holographic operations officer informed the captain of their current situation and the surrounding ships. "Just great. Hassan go to the bridge of Beta. Auditore you'll take Gamma. Dorian you'll stay here on Alpha. Be prepared to separate at a momen" The holographic operations officer interrupted about the unidentified shuttle and the lifesigns aboard. "Teleport them directly to sickbay. Have security there as well just in case. If the shuttle is safe lock on to it with the tractor beam and bring it aboard and quarantined. As I was saying earlier once you are in your respective bridges be prepared to separate at a moment's notice focus on escaping rather than fighting. We don't know where we are and if we will find or even have access to shipyard that could repair the ship." She hoped like hell this was not a time travel thing, she didn't need agents from the Department of Temporal Investigations up her ass about this.