The airlock to the outer hull was a sturdy, reinforced chamber, dimly lit with red emergency lights casting an ominous glow. The walls were lined with tool racks and emergency gear, meticulously organized despite the recent chaos. Standing by the control panel were an engineering officer, Lieutenant Saresh, and an operations officer, Ensign Jilara. Both looked up as the Marines approached, their expressions grim.

“Lieutenant River, I strongly advise against going out there,” Saresh said, his voice tense but composed. “We’ve been unable to conduct external scans due to interference from the energy wave. It’s disrupted our sensor arrays and created a feedback loop in the EPS conduits. We can’t guarantee the integrity of the hull or the presence of any additional hazards.”

Ensign Jilara nodded in agreement, her concern evident. “Without those scans, we can’t ensure your safety out there. The structural integrity fields are fluctuating, and we haven’t been able to re-establish stable readings. It’s too risky.”

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