The Group of thrity five remaining crew members of the USS Pickett made their way carefully though the quickly corrupting corridors of their ship as they finally made it to the small shuttle bay with its two tiny shuttle pods they began to pile in Commander Thol leading his people was holding off the spread the shuttle bay was the last area of the ship that had yet to fall the Picketts AI shimmered roughly into existence “H…H…HurrYYYY C…COOMMMANDER IIIi/./III…I Cannnnn nottottttt Hoooolllddddd itttt....Backkkkkk Annnyyyyy Lonnnnger” the AI forced out it was clearly being consumed and corrupted by the entity

Commander thol turned to get onto the shuttle and closed the shuttle door the shuttles launched just in time Now it was up to either the Tribute or the Chimera to save them from the threats

GMT Phoenix