Loretta
Cryogenics
Loretta stood at the control panel as the system ran it's checks, green check marks lit up the screen running through all the cryogenic systems. She had spent
years on this system, stress test after stress test and then the jump to hyperspace had caused it to glitch. From her understanding it wasn't the only system to be affected with similar glitches in robotics, surveillance and transport systems. It was keeping people busy, that was without a doubt. It had the added bonus of covering up the movement of the deceased subjects through the ship, after all cameras were malfunctioning anyway. Only a thorough check of the cameras would reveal a small electromagnetic charge she had placed on the devices that she had needed to disable. In terms of deceiving NOAH, well she didn't need to. NOAH was so busy being everywhere the only way
'he' would report her was if for some reason he was asked to go over his scans of a certain place at a certain time, and for that to happen someone would need to be onto her.
"54A-57D" She said to herself aloud, she wasn't really paying attention to the other techs at this moment in time. After all, all they had done was make excuses about why they couldn't do their job properly. She was glad that the staff for cryogenics was small, she wouldn't be able to put up with any more incompetent dirt dwellers in her department. Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse her communicator buzzed. Reluctantly she pressed the answer button. "What is it?"
"Uh, Doctor Raidne?"
"Well clearly, you called
me. Now what do you want I'm busy?"
"We're over inspecting tray 54A-57D."
She let loose an audible sigh. "I am well aware, I sent you there. Now what is it?"
"You're going to want to see this."
She slammed her communicator down and got on a nearby transport, it wasn't as large as those that acted as buses in the ship, nor as small as the hover bikes that security used. Instead it was more like something one would see in a terminal at an airport or a spaceport moving around staff members or those who were unable (or unwilling) to walk. It was a short drive to the bay in question, where she immediately noticed that something was off. One of the pods was out, having been pulled out and lowered by the giant mechanical arm that all the trays had. Not only that but the pod was open, she could see the
'mist' coming out of the pod due to the change in temperature, spooling out and onto the ground.
She basically jumped out of the drivers seat. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Her chill demeanor gone, now a shrill note in her voice.
"Doc-" She raised her hand to stop the technician.
"No, you do NOT open one of
MY pods without speaking to me first! And what the hell is it doing out here?! It needs to be in the cryo-ward! You're killing the occupant!"
"That's the problem Doctor. There is no occupant."
She stopped, her finger raised about to make another comment. Slowly she walked over to the edge of the cryo-pod and looked into it, there was a very noticable lack of a person inside the pod, and a pool of liquid gathering as the pipes that pumped chemicals into the occupants body had appeared to be cut. Her face, went pale. Her voice, quiet.
"Get the chief of investigations down here
now. Just the chief, don't let them send anyone else. This does not leave this room, do I make myself clear?" Nobody moved a muscle. She raised her voice. "I said, do I make myself clear?"
People nodded or mumbled their affirmatives. This wasn't good.
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