<span style="color: seagreen">“Sorv, that wouldn't be a horror movie, that would be a porno, and very fun to watch.”</span>Darion stated toward Sorv’s comment, but that was the only sign that he was joking.  His rifle stayed steady in his shoulder, and his eyes aimed down the barrel.  Especially when they all moved over towards the airlock deeper into the site.  Though the way they talked through what he had said…  “Well, when you put it that way… it’s still not all that comforting with those numbers… even with a lack of guns…  that sounded better in my head”  He just grumbled a bit while falling into formation with them.<br/><br/>The ease with which this airlock opened was a good sign, it meant there was a breathable atmosphere.  There was at least a chance that there was someone alive in there.  Of course that could be considered a good thing or a bad thing.  It all depended on what happened to the researchers and the freighter crew.  If someone went crazy, it would probably be bad that they found them alive.<br/><br/>The darkness that greeted them when the inner doors was ominous.  Whoever came up with this atmosphere for horror movies deserves to be shot after times like this when it bled over so it seemed that life became a horror.  It sucked completely.  There could be anything hiding in there and after the lights of the bay behind them, his eyesight was shot.<br/><br/>With a quick flick of his hand, Darion activated the light on his rifle again to shine into the darkness before moving along with the others.  His light was shining steadily where he was looking, showing his scan of the darkness from over the barrel of his rifle.    Looking for any and all threats.  This was the last possible place they could find them, he hoped.  He wanted to find out what made this place all so creepy as soon as he could and just get out of there for a pay day.  The sooner the better.  Periodically he would scan down below them from the catwalk, or up toward the ceiling to look for anything that could possibly climb along the rock.<br/><br/>The ancient parts of whatever used to be here didn’t matter to him much at all, past him running his rifle over it as well to be sure nothing was after them.  It was redundant as Firas had already looked at it as well, but it wouldn’t hurt at all.  Every building they passed seemed to show the same signs as the ship, no one in sight, and no signs of a struggle.   When they finally reached the power station for the camp, Darion took a position near the door, looking out and scanning the area outside.  Covering their backs while Sorv look at everything.<br/><br/>Suddenly the lights came back on, Darion was forced to lower his guard a bit to raise his hand to protect his eyes until his faceguard adjusted.  At least Sorv had given them a bit of a warning with his announcement and a moment later his hands were on his rifle again, turning off the light from it.  The cavern they were in was huge, but by what thye were saying….<span style="color: seagreen">“Do you think we may have missed something on the ship or the way down here if no one was left to replace the power cell?”</span>he asked, cautiously looking around, still waiting for his eye to adjust behind the visor on his helmet to the point it’s darkening wasn’t needed.<br/><br/>He did not remove his helmet like those in the EVA suits did.  His was actually armored, and to remove it would leave an opening in his defense.<span style="color: seagreen">“Ok, I’m going to go look around, see if I can find any signs of what happened here from the actual ground.  Anyone want to tag along?”</span>With that he looked at Maethia, as if Sorv was staying here, then she would be the only one open to come with him.  He was specifically looking for any blood or bodies, any signs of a struggle that would give them any clues as to what happened.  It was better than looking through logs like Ashana and Milenya were going to be doing.<br/><br/>………………………..<br/><br/><span style="color: sienna">“Copy, on my way.”</span>Was all she replied before she forced her self around in the tube to crawl out head first instead of ass in the air first.  No reason to give anyone more of a show than they deserved in these suits.  Before she reached the end though she froze.<br/><br/>Back in the direction she had come from… Was that a bang of something on metal?  Twisting as much as she should she pointed her head lamps behind her towards the open panel that she had plugged the power into.  But there was nothing else there, and after a few seconds nothing moving.  The sound had come from further in the ship… “Or I am imagining things… damn dark crawlspaces…”  she muttered to herself before crawling all the way out to be greeted by the sight of everyone very happy.<br/><br/>She heard what Taseer said they had found in the cargo, and couldn’t help but grin widely as well.<span style="color: sienna">“Damn, we sell a couple of those and we won’t have to worry so much about parts.  Does this also mean I can get my buzz back soon?”</span>she asked, definitely hoping for a yes. If there were multiple drills, that would definitely be worth a drink or ten!  She forced herself to forget about that bang she had heard, it had to be her imagination, hell the ground crew hadn’t found anything.  Maybe she wasn’t as unaffected by their stupid fears as she thought.<br/><br/>When she was with the rest of them looking at the drill, she thought about all the rest of the boxes, could there be something else valuable here?<span style="color: sienna">“Think some of the other boxes may have some good stuff as well?  I mean this is a research dig.  Don’t they usually have some very advanced survey equipment.  I know some can be just as expensive if not more so that this drill, even for just replacement parts.  If not on this ship, then where the ground crew is right now there should be some.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>