Necropolis 2 by S. A. Lusher

Author:S. A. Lusher [Lusher, S. A.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Dark Nexus Fiction
Published: 2013-10-20T13:00:00+00:00

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After an eternity of pain and suffering, Greg, Kyra, and Holt finally came to their destination. The pain subsided by the time they reached the observation deck. Greg hoped it wouldn't be long before it was completely gone. It was a huge distraction. He looked around. They were in the corridor in front of the door that led to the observation bay itself. Kyra knelt in front of the control panel, trying to make it work. Holt stood a little ways away, standing guard.

“Got it.” Kyra stood.

They came into the bay, making sure it was clear. It was empty, just a room for people to stand in and look down on a surgical bay. There was a terminal in the far corner. Kyra went over to it. Holt stood guard by the door. Greg found himself drawn to the glass wall that looked down into the room below.

He came to stand in front of it and glanced down. A sterilized, white-tiled room awaited his inspection. It was empty, save for a single examination table where, presumably, surgeries took place. Someone had died down there, marring the perfect white area with a great deal of red, lying on the table.

Only...something was wrong with the scene. Greg frowned, looking closer. The body...it was too perfectly positioned on the surgical table. Had someone been in the middle of an operation? Greg considered the horrors of that, then began to think about going down there and seeing if the poor bastard was still alive.

Then he saw it.

There was a glint of metal. At first, Greg thought perhaps it was a medical instrument. However, with a growing horror, he realized, as he looked closer, that it appeared attached to the man's chest.

“What the fuck is that?” he whispered loudly.

“What?” Holt came over and looked down. After a long moment, he spoke again. “I think we should check that out.”

Kyra talked with Powell, still positioned by the terminal. Greg heard her counting down, still wholly focused on strange anomaly below. He suddenly, desperately, wanted to be down there. Kyra came over.

“We did it, bridge is unlocked...what are you looking at?”

“I don't know, but let's get down there. I want to see what the hell it is. Something's wrong with that body,” Greg replied.

They found a quick route down and stepped into the surgical bay. As they approached the body, Greg noticed several more anomalies. There was a metal plate welded to the body's chest. Both eyes were gouged out and one was replaced with a crude mechanical analog. The stomach cavity was open and several of the internal organs were missing. Many wires ran from the terminal hooked up to the examination table into the open stomach.

“My God,” Kyra whispered.

“What the fuck were they getting up to on this ship?” Holt murmured.

“I don't know, but I'm beginning to suspect that the Undead weren't the only things they were experimenting on...come on, we need to get to the bridge.”

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