Blue slowly opens her eyes. The room swims into focus. Cautiously glancing around, she realizes that she is in a bedroom. The sight of stars out of the windows confirms that she is still on the ship. Sitting up, she winces in pain. Her throat and her right arm hurt but otherwise, everything seems to be working. Rolling off the bed, she hears the other two teens.
Blue pushes a small panel and the door slides open. She blinks in the bright light. The room had been divided into two halves. One was a kitchen. The other was a sitting area. More doors leading to empty rooms are just to her right. Sparky and Blades sit around a table. The broken steward bot lies on top with most of its parts hanging outside.
Sparky turns and flashes a warm smile.
“Hey, she’s up and walking.”
“Wha-hap-n?” Blue wheezes out. Pain assails her at the effort.
“Easy.” Sparky stands up beside her, “You were screaming for an hour straight. Just let your voice rest a bit.”
Sparky gently lifts Blue’s arm up and examines it. In the light, there is only the slightest discoloration just above the elbow.
“From what doctor bones over there can figure out, that stuff is a venom that inflicts a large amount of pain to disable targets.”
Blue nods her head.
“Well, you fell and curled into a ball after a few minutes of that thing chasing us. A couple more of those giant robots showed up. While they were getting torn apart, we made our escape. At that point, you fell unconscious. We found this room and have been hiding out since then.”
“And we learn some stuff,” Blade says from his place on the couch. He taps a button and a screen appears above the robot’s eye.
On one side a list of logs appears. On the other side are photos of people, of the planet, and of the ship appear.
“From what we can tell, this is a medical ship sent to the world of Athena in response to some sort of plague that the colony was suffering. It arrived in orbit about three weeks ago with rescue teams, supplies, emergency responders, and of course medical research teams. Several specimens were brought up to be examined.” He spins through the list of logs, “But then something happened. That part of the memory is damaged but it seems like there was an explosion in one of the labs. The ship’s crew and passengers were removed as containment and repair robots worked on getting things back under control.”
“And that’s all that we have found. Well, that and I found the communication link. I tapped into it and have been sending out basically a we-are-alive-help-us message. Nothing yet but hopefully someone realizes that it isn’t a glitch.”
Blue struggles with her voice and softly whispers, “You have your memories?”
Blade nods his head, “Some of it. Started coming back when I was messing with the robot. I like machines so codes and blueprints are in here.” He taps his head, “I am guessing that your memory will come back once we start doing something you like.”
“Right.” Sparky walks over the kitchen, “Right now we just rest, eat, and wait to be rescued.”
“Are we in danger?” Blue asks as she eases into a chair.
“No. According to the repair logs, the ship is fine. Damage was suffered but they reinforced the bulkheads and are already making headway with repairs in that area. As long as we stay away from that part of the ship, we should be fine. As for those animals running around, I think we are also safe.” He frowns, “Apparently where we were on the ship, we were fairly close to that broken containment area. Again. It was all standard protocol. Large damage. Get the people out. Or something like that…”
“What is it?”
“Something…Dang it. I lost it. Anyways.”
Blades push some more buttons. The logs and the photos are replaced with a diagram of the ship. A vast, square vessel with four large engines in a single line. Towards the middle of the top of the ship is a square block. The vessel has thirty decks total and five times as long as it is tall. The diagram shifts and it zooms in on one part of the ship.
“This is the research and specialized medical centers. Apparently, the specimen was on one side of the section and we were on the other.”
“So we get out of this area and we should be fine?”
Blades nods his head slowly.
“But if they have locked this section down, we may not be able to get out.”
“Great. This is great news.” Sparky rubs her head, “Can’t remember a thing. Could be trapped with a bunch of monsters, and no way of getting off. Just great.”
“Could be worse?”
“We could be dealing with zombies.”
Blue laughs but Sparky stares at him in confusion.
“What’s a zombie?”
“What? You’ve never–? What? How? Oh, we are going to have some fun now. Let me tell you about zombies!”
“Doctor. Doctor. Wake up.”
A soft groan, “Oh this had better be good.” The man rolls over sleepily, “This is my first sleep in a week.”
“I know but we have an emergency. Two survivors were mislabeled as specimens.”
“WHAT? HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?” The doctor leaps to his feet.
“I don’t know. We have a team checking but right now, they are in the danger zone.”
“Has command been told?”
“Yes, and they are debating on what to do. Unfortunately, someone leaked that info and now we are getting hit with dozens of calls an hour demanding action.”
“Of course they are. Are the team leads assembled?”
“Yes, and we are pulling information packets together. And security is mobilizing.”
“Good. Get us lots of caffeine. We are going to need as much as we can get.”
The doctor slaps the sides of his face and marches out.