The Sirens. Part 2

I slowly stepped aside opening the door to the appartment. G'rr and Jack was inside their faces blank and scared. The operative stepped past me into the apartment letting the Termination warrant fall to the ground with a smile. I stared at it for a very long time and I could feel Blues eyes on me, I think he was shaking.
After a while the operative came back out. He closed the door and looked at me, then he asked if there was a problem. I was having a hard time answering since the termination warrant was laughing at me from the ground. He told us that if we cleaned up our end of this, he'd clean up his. I just nodded picked the termination varrant up and watched him leave. With a look I told Blue that he couldn't tell the others about this, and we left the apartment with G'rr and Jack.
I went home and took Blue with me. I asked the rest of the team to just let me think for a while I'd contact them when I knew what to do. I'd been looking at the ceiling in my flat for about an hour when the phone rang. It was Sissal and she was hysterical, I couldn't make out what she was saying - only something about Diane and suicide. Blue and I hurried to her place and she let us in, she'd been crying and she was only wearing a thin nightgown. She dragged me to the bedroom where she showed me footage, from the surveilance camera, in Dianes appartment... She pointed to pictures of Diane getting her throat slit by the big Operative who'd asked us to clean up. I didn't really know what to say, but Sissal looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "Look Phoenix, She killed herself. She killed herself and left me alone." She threw herself in my arms and I held her while Blue played the tape again. I cursed the operative for not making sure there was no surveillance in the area. And I cursed myself for taking this assignment. Sissal was heartbroken and as I sat with her, hugging her tight she told me how Diane and her had lived eachothers lives and had used men of power for their own perverted pleasure. They had discovered a drug that made people more willing to do what they were told and they had fed it to their husbands making them kill themselves. They had slept with almost everyone in the building, had made people slaves of their own desires and controlled many high ranking people. I could feel she was trying to make me do something, and I couldn't really fight it. She begged me to take Dianes place, begged me to be her friend and I knew that if I really listened to her I would do as she asked.
For the first time since we entered the bedroom I looked at Blue. His hand was resting on the computer and he was looking at me with the saddest expression I've ever seen. I sobbed for I knew what he was thinking. I told Sissal that I'd be her friend, I told her I'd get her out of this mess and promised I wouldn't let anyone hurt her. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and I led her to the bathroom. As we waited for the bathtub to fill with water I mixed a couple of very strong drinks. I let her drink 3 shots while I brushed her hair and removed her ruined makeup. I undressed her and gently pushed her into the hot water. Then I washed her hair and let her drink directly from the bottle of liquor. She put on a new layer of makeup and let me have a drink from the bottle. She looked at me while I took the razorblades from the cupboard, she asked me to make sure she looked pretty, and then she put her arms on the edge of the bathtub. I could hear Blue tapping on the computer in the bedroom and as I quickly slit her wrist she smiled at me and let me push her under the water.
I returned to Blue in the bedroom. He looked up when I entered and quickly rose and put his arms around me. He showed me the modifications he'd made to Sissals diary and the footage from the surveillance and then he told me to be brave. We called the medics and as we waited I watched the dying woman in the bathtub, watched the last shreds of my innonce and naivety dissolve in the hot water like the blood from her body.

The Sirens. Part 1

January 28th 899:
We were all exhausted after our run and the little social event afterwards didn't exactly help on our lack of energy. It was actually kinda boring despite all the socialites, a guy from Karma gave me his card (Phantom Pregnancy) and told me that one of our earlier BPNs had a D-notice - yeah - we figured that one out ourselves! But he asked me to call him - I'm not certain though he seemed like a real smartass!
Lack of sleep, drugs and bullets - there was no excuse - we needed a new BPN - fast!
So we went to the BPN hall where we got a white one - apparently someone's "misplaced" a dropship and we're to investigate. I've got a bad feeling about this!
We're to contact Frank Sooth in the airport in suburbia sector 341, he'll tell us about the pilots who disappeared with the ship and who hasn't been seen since they left the airport.
Mr Sooth wasn't exactly pleased to see us, I'm guessing he wasn't too happy about a bunch of green operatives messing around in his airport. But he told us that his two pilots Oliver Williams and Mark Raine had taken their ship out as usual but he hadn't heard a word from them since they left. We were to figure out if they'd run off with the cargo or if someone had stolen their ship and killed them or if it was something completely different.
Well we've no choice so we start our investigation. Jack and I go talk to other pilots and the boys split up to read files and contact the place the pilots were supposed to drop off the cargo.
As Jack and I walk around we quickly discover that people here don't like us very much, they wont answer our questions and in the end we have to be extremely rude to get anything out of anyone. Apparently everyone is afraid of the management and afraid that if they tell us too much they might get kicked out - Great!
We decide to go talk to the wives; Sissal Williams who I talk to and Diane Raine, Jacks problem. Sissal tells me that Diane is a real slut sleeping with anything remotely alive - but especially her personal trainer Jerome. She doesn't talk much about her husband and I think she suspects Diane of sleepingwith her. All in all Sissal seems jealous of Dianes good looks and the way she can get anyone she wants.
Jack talks to Diane and when we meet afterward he seems very upset and rather confused - apparently Diane tried to seduce him while telling him what a wonderful wife and mother she is.
Sweet!
January 29th 899:
We meet up at G'rrs place. Blue and I decide to take a look around the cargo bays and talk to the people there. G'rr and Jack goes down to talk to the wives and Sean and Gregg goes down to look some more at the where the cargo was supposed to be delivered.
After a while I get a call from a very panicked G'rr. He wont tell me anything over the phone but asks if we could please come to Dianes appartment. We hurry there and is met by a very upset G'rr and Jack who's completely oblivious to our presence. He mutters to himself, rubbing his hands against his thighs and in his eyes is a crazy sheen. On the bed is Diane - she's tied up gagged and bloody. Blue and I stare at her for several seconds and then we turn to G'rr. G'rr was very confused by everything, apparently he'd fainted and when he woke up Jack had been fighting Diane. G'rr had helped Jack offcourse but he wasn't sure what had happened. Jack had said something about her influencing his mind making him do things he didn't want to and apparently she'd asked him to do something bad. I knew we couldn't keep her tied up like that - I don't know enough of Jack to trust his sanity. So I decided to have a little talk with Diane. I posted Blue at the door and asked that he kept everyone out.
I gave Diane a shot of Honesty and then I asked her a few questions. She wasn't very cooperative and kept telling me that we'd be in real trouble because she had friends with power and that they were on their way. She refused to answer my questions and I was already pondering my new carreer as a shiver when someone was at the door.
Blue asked me to come out and since this guy insisted that he enter the apartment I came out and closed the door behind me. Outside was an old operative, SCL 5, Blitzer - angry looking! He told me to piss of and let him sort this out. And I told him that it really wasn't possible since I had an ongoing investigation and my main suspect was in the apartment. He didn't really care what I was doing he wanted me out of the way now... or else! And then he pulled out his Blitzer and pointed it at my face. Nothing in school had ever prepared me for this - I was speechless. I wanted to say that you can't just kill people like this but no words would come out of my mouth. Blue pointed out that you just can't kill other operatives and the guy just looked at him, pushed a few buttons on his wrist and handed Blue a termination varrant with my name on it.

First sighting...part 4

We run almost before we hit ground and as we follow G'rr towards a possible "safe place" the first psycho war-vet is opening fire. I thank whoever invented UV as I'm hit in the chest by a high caliber explosive bullet. I spin around myself by the force of the impact but continues to run I knew this guy'd kill me if he get the chance! Luckily some carriens find the war-vet very interesting and he's forced to handle them before he can do something about us - unluckily those carriens of his has friends who'd like to eat us for supper! At this moment I'm realizing I must be a complete and utter moron to agree to an assignment like this!
The boys spread out to stop the carriens and I sprint towards a manhole so that we might get away from the surface and this arena! I rip the lid of the manhole and turn to look for the others. They run past me and jump down the hole - stupid stupid stupid Phoenix! I am looking at a horde of carriens... Blue grabs the lid and I jumped head first down the hole. Blue follows quickly, one of the big carriens had somehow gotten between us and began clawing its way down. Blue forces the lid shut and destroys the lock - that should keep them out! Sean and I deal with the carrien while Jack and Gregg runs to meet that manchine we can hear further down the drain - Blue is stuck since he can't get down because of the carrien, Sean and I. A few insane seconds later all is quiet. Only the clawing from the carriens upstairs, ragged breathing and dripping water (blood) is heard. A quick check reveals that everyone's still alive. Gregg has sustained some serious damage to his arm as the Manchine has tried to take it from him. We patch him up and continues our insane run through dark damp drainpipes.
Suddenly a horde of filthy wild civillians attack us. They're basically unarmed and we're carrying guns and swords!? They call for their protector and master and we're guessing the manchine might be it. Amidst the butchering of some 20 unarmed civillians I suddenly regains all my flux - one second it's spent - the next I'm feeling like I could burst with flux. I look at Sean and I can see the glow of power in his eyes. He felt it too!
We haven't got time to talk about it now so we climb through heaps of bodies trying to find a way out. Suddenly we can hear the nasty sound of claws - lots of claws - lots of running claws. Gregg and I take the back and the others scramble to find a way out. We follow but the carriens soon catch up to us. The biggest of the carriens quickly discovers that Gregg is hurt and they try to get him down, but the frother is by no means ready to give up and he empties his gun in their faces. Thy're still on us though and as I keep one at bay with my claws I grab Gregg and throws him ahead of me as we run. Sean is waiting for us and we quickly kill a couple of carriens before we continue down a narrow pipe.
I take front with G'rr and out of nowhere 3 guys in shiver uniforms jumps out to tell us where we're supposed to go. Obviously they're a bunch of frauds and I tell them to step aside or die. As they're not inclined to follow instructions G'rr lobs one "shivers" head off and the other two jumps to get the shaktar down - the two of us pulls them apart in seconds and we continue running for our lives.
We've got 50 carriens behind us and the only thing keeping them away is our occasional bulletspray in their general direction. Finally we find an exit and we throw ourselves out into an open area where we run for the nearest building to find some cover.
As we enter the building G'rr is shot in the shoulder by a big fucking gun. Who the hell told all these people we're here?
I follow G'rr into the building, damn short legs! The rest of the team follows and as we finally catch up to the shaktar we just see him cutting the head of the guy who shot him - nice!
Blue and I take point again as the rest of the team is looking like something out of Slaughterhouse Six. We run through the building and when we come to a long hall Blue takes point alone to spring traps and ambushes - I know he can make it but it just feels wrong anyway. It's not like I can do anything about it for the chagrin is so much faster than me and I can't catch up. Suddenly Blue comes running back with a giant "thing" behind him. It's a machine - maybe made for lifting really heavy things and it just grabs Blue and start crushing him moving towards some large spikes in the other end of the room. The team explodes in total chaos. We all try to get Blue out of the manchine but it has pinned him and no shooting, cutting or cursing is going to change that! In the end Blue takes matters into his own hands and he rips his arm off at the shoulder and pulls out - cutting the wires is no longer a problem and the team dismantles the machine while Blue puts his arm back on - yuk!
We can hear the noise from the cameracrews and Micks comments and we spot the goal just before us. We run as fast as we can but as we leave the building a wraithraider comes sprinting past us. He screams as if Digger is behind him and as we reach goal just seconds after him, we're told that Digger might have been on his tail and that his team didn't make it.
Well we made a nice second - and no one died - 2 teammembers lost their arms and in the middle of all this fuss we suddenly realise that our teamname gotta be Arms & Arms - Since half the team has lost an arm.
We get our 3 seconds of fame but what everyone else remembers from this episode of "Run for your life" is the insane Wraith Raider who ran from Digger and the stormer team who ended up blowing themselves to confetti along with a nest of carriens. But we got our invitation to a banquet with some mediapeople and Mick. So this wasn't a complete waste!
Sean and i talk about our strange fluxregeneration but we don't know what to make of it. So I just write a short note to our BPN report and let Allan sort out the rest - I'm going home to sleep!

First sighting...part 3

January 25th 899:
The entire team met up and we took a train down to one of the fighting arenas in Downtown. My suit was still a bit hurt from the last BPN and Sean had also had trouble healing all the damage his suit had sustained from our stay with DN. We just hoped it wouldn't come to a confrontation with her.
There's tons of people in the arena and I must admit i start to worry about people getting hurt if she attacks us, I just hope there are more operatives around. I soon forget it though as G'rr and Blue decides to fight... each other! Great idea except Blue is somewhat larger, stronger and regenerates a great deal more than G'rr but it's very entertaining. The rest of the team is keeping an eye out for her as Blue keeps G'rr occupied but as the fight is over we all sense his anxiety. Suddenly Blue looks around and sniffs the air - there's a smell he recognizes. We all panic: weapon in hand we search the area near us but find nothing. G'rr has a vague idea of what she looks like and we ask around if anyone has seen her. No one has but we find some people with cameras who might've caught her on tape. G'rr looks at the tape and spot her in the crowd near us... as he cries out everything around us erupts into chaos. People start screaming and tries to get away from us - her? We try to keep calm and prevent people from hurting themselves or others but we all feel how fear is consuming every rational thought. Soon we find a guy on the ground - dead - he's white as bone - just like G'rr, and our big shaktar is shaking trying not to show his fear and frustration. More dead people are found and we're trying to find a way to retreat. Sean copies the film with our lady on it for later use and as we're retreating, still keeping an eye out for her, G'rr abruptly excuses himself and runs for the bathrooms. One of the boys follows him - just to make sure he's safe. Sean decides that we better take another look at the footage so the rest of us can recognize her - just in case. But as we look through the tape there's nothing there - just white. I'm scared to death at this point and as I look at my teammates I can tell they're not feeling quite up to this either.
When G'rr returns he looks tired but determined, none of us really knows what to do now and as the shivers seem eager to take over we wont argue. We slowly break up and go home - none of us really want to ask any questions - I for one would rather live in blissfull ignorance.

January 26th 899:
Wakee wakee rise and shine. I've never felt so good in my entire life! My body feels... I don't know... Perfect. I just feel like eating half a cow.
I order tons of food and prepare to sit in front of the tv all day when Jack calls - he wants to work so he asks if I'm on for a Blue BPN. I reluctantly throw the few remains of he food out and meet up with the team in the BPN hall.
Greg is totally stoned when we meet and on top of it he's found an entire pack of Flip with a card in it. On the card there's only one word "Mick". I only know of one "Mick" and he's the coolest operative at the moment, but why he'd throw Flip at Greg is beyond my understanding.
Sean returns with a BPN of doom. He couldn't get anything but a Blue offcourse but this one sounds like it'll be hard work; we're to meet Shiver private John Smith in Downtown sector 402 - this might be ugly!
John Smith turns out to be a Stormer variant 313 - a huge 313 - almost the size of Blue. He looks like a real mean git and I'm already imagening being thrown into the sewer never to be seen again! As it turns out John Smith just punches our Blue BPN through and asks us to be in this show called "Run for your life" hosted by... yes you guessed it... Mick! I know this show... it's dangerous - we're gonna die! In this show 4 - 6 teams are dumped in Cannibal Sector at different locations the team that reaches goal first wins! The entire show is under strict surveillance but people often die - teams often die!
The boys are totally crazy - they want to do this - bad! I agree and congratulate myself on being smart enough to buy a couple of UV just in case. I pop one before we leave, together with my usual cocktail of Bass and Pineal Stim - My head is all fuzzy and I'm having a hard time concentrating - I hope this pass!
We're dumped in a large open area in Cannibal Sector 1 with tons of possible ambush places - and as I hit the ground I wonder why I ever said yes to this!

First sighting...part 2

I sprinted up the stairs my heart pounding in my ears. I barged through the door and there was G'rr Ch'ld on the floor shot in the chest by a Gorecannon, the rest of the team stared in disbelief at the dead shaktar. I grabbed the LAD doctor by the arm and told him to do something, but he just looked at me and shook his head. He wouldn't do anything about an operative shot by a nec. I didn't care what he thought I wanted him to save G'rr and so did the rest of the team. There was a lot of yelling and pushing. Blue was totally confused: On one hand he wanted the doctor to save his friend on the other hand he wasn't allowed to question the words of a Karma employee. Then Sean freaked out. He grabbed the Doc and told him that if he wasn't helping G'rr we wasn't helping him out of this place. The Nec might still be in the building and maybe it wasn't a very friendly one! The doctor still refused and then Blue asked me if the doctor would be able to save G'rr - I told him that it wouldn't be a problem. And then Blue grabbed the doctor, pulled him very close and told him to save G'rr - now! Sean had scared the doctor a lot but the giant chagrin disobeying it's programming was breaking the doctor. He threw himself next to G'rr and started working, the rest of us ran out to find the last guy we were there to get. We found him on the floor above us he had been shot by a gorecannon too. We pulled out all the wounded and on the way out the doctor suggested that we kept our mouthes shut about this then he'd do the same - he didn't want that Nec to come loking for him - we agreed! We wrapped the BPN up, had coffee with the shivers and when the assignment was cleared we went out to get a beer and wait for news on G'rr. We talked a bit about how strange it had been: we were to save some operatives, one of them tried to shoot us as we ran for the building, two had been shot by a gorecannon (1 didn't have LAD), and there was no trace of any necs in the area. Finally G'rr showed up but he didn't quite remember what had been going on. Sean had some footage from the fight so maybe we could get something from that. Unfortunately the pictures were very dark and we couldn't quite make out what was going on. Finally I just asked G'rr what had happened. He looked at us for several seconds and then he tried to explain that a gorecannon in the shape of a young woman had shot him, and he had a distinct feeling that she was listening in on this conversation. Since there wasn't anything we could do about that I told him what had happened in our end of the rope. We decided that maybe we'd better have a look at the other teams assignment - maybe it'd give us a clue to what the hell was going on. Black BPN - down town sector...D-Notice...great just what we needed - we could forget about that! We couldn't get around the big D but we could find some info on the other team. Mostly trivial info and we didn't really know what to do with it - but then G'rr started ranting about "Her" and "She was on her way" - stuff like that, and then he just wanted us out! We all agreed that with the D-notice hanging over this it was kinda hard to move anywhere and we were all very tired so maybe it was better if we just left. Outside I talked with Blue and Jack. We were all nervous about this "Gorecannon on the loose" and since we couldn't talk about it - we couldn't warn anyone and clearly the thing was totally out of control. We concluded that if G'rr could sense her, she could probably sense him too. And if he was drawing her nearer maybe we could get her out in the open - or better yet get some footage of her and then expose her. And better yet: She wouldn't be our responsibility!
So we just had to find a place where she would be likely to show herself... Blue suggested that we go back to DownTown and maybe go see a grudge match; tons of people, surveillance and officials - and probably more than 1 operative team! So we called in the rest of the team and forced G'rr to go with us - time to get the bitch out in the open!

Sarin

Lost in Space.
-By Sarin, Wraith Raider Scout.

This is the story of me, Sarin the Wraith Raider. An insight in some of the events, that shaped me into the person I am today.
My life began on the Icy Planet of Chill, I was the first born in a litter of five,
three of us survived the first year in the den, two males and a female.
I had a close to carefree childhood, we were a small litter and never missed anything.
The first couple of years went by playing with my brothers and sisters, and the other younglings of the collony. And as i grew old enough, my father and older brothers taught me how to become an effective hunter. Combining stealth, cunning and speed.
This was a great sport, for a long period I hunted all day. I killed everything that moved, and wasn´t a Wraith Raider. Soon there was nothing on this planet that I couldn´t bring down, and it started to become routine.
I began to pay more attention, to the occational SLA recruit ships that dropped by on a regular basis. They had these huge soldiers called Stormers and Shaktars, and by the way they were equiped I concluded that they must be facing some decant pray.
I collected some info material about the various traning programs, they especialy recomended the scout package. I decided to join, and the following year as I reached the age of 10.
I hugged my proud parents goodbye, as I signed in at the recruit ship.

I went to Menu for Opperative training, and after the initial 8 months I teamed up with som other fresh opperatives and formed the group "MAS or Mort-All-Stars" two Humans, a Frother ,an Ebon, a Brain Waister & me.

We took the usual approch, easy Blue BPN´s at the begining then a little harder as our skills progressed.
At a point we must have been over-confident, we went for a Black one and it sure was suicidal.
Under circumstances that i am not allowed to talk about, half the group ended up hospitalized.
The rest of us decided to make some quick easy money while they were gone and signed in for an off world expedition/retrival BPN.
This should have been a easy non-problematic 3 day trip, but it turned out to be my worst nightmare.

We started off Mort, me, Angus the frother, Peter the human plus the small foldships crew of two humans and an Ebon folder.
We were supposed to fold out the first day, find a lost drone that have been scanning the planet for minerals on the second and then fold back on the third.

We folded, but unfortunaly we folded into a heavy meteor shower and the ship was battered by thousands of small rocks and sand particles, which totally shredded the outer hull and some of the vital systems were pierced. The crew rapidly steered the ship out of the danger zone, we could see various fluids escaping from the ship, some crystalizing on exit ,some wobbling like oil drops in water..
We decided to abandon the mission and head home, the nervous crew sat a course towards Mort which at this speed was months away, but we had to wait for the Ebon to restore her own and her suits flux before she was able to fold us back.

We slowly drifted away from the planet, while the crew was checking the systems. It was getting colder and they were starting to look a little concerned.
The sheilds around the reactor had been torn off, and the fluids we had seen escaping were from the heating and cooling systems of the ship.
It seemed that within the next 12 hours we would either be fryed by the overheating reactor core, or frozen to aproximatly -50c.
With no discusion the Ebon pushed the button, and the reactor left the spacecraft.
There was a second of darkness while the backup batterys turned on the light, all other systems went dead silent.
The Ebon left the bridge without a word, when she passed me she looked deeply into my eyes. At that instance I understood what was about to unfold.
I wouldn´t let my worst enemy relive the next 10 hours of my life, lets just say that it was quite emotional.
And now the only sounds on the vessel was my breath and heart beat.

We were only supposed to be out here a for a couple of days so we hadn´t really packed any supplies and when they where gone, hunger struck.
I had known that I would probably be put in this situation, sooner or later.
I tried to make the supplies last as long as possible but now they were gone and I was hungry.

I decided to start with the crew, I had only known them for a couple of hours and hadn´t developed any personal feelings towards them.
The humans seemed the most natural and I must admit, they did taste a little like chicken.
It was a bit harder with the Ebon, I felt a little scared not knowing exactly that this Ebb thing was, and the look in her eyes still haunted me. But after the first couple of bites she slipped down easyer and helped me battle my hunger for a almost a week.

Now only my teammates were left, I sat for hours staring out the window in the hopes of seeing a glimpse of civilisation.
But I only saw distant stars in the darkness, again i had to make a choice.
Well I probably had made this choice already, cause I had never really liked Angus and I had no second thougths whatsoever, while my teeth were impaling his frozen clan tatoo.
He tasted quite synthetic, something I hadn´t tasted before but it wasn´t that bad and I ate the rest of his left underarm. My thoungue was becomming numb.
Suddenly I thought I heard someone walking on the spaceship, I closed my eyes to sharpen my senses, but as I did that it felt like the ship was starting to shrink around me.
I opened my eyes again and the ship was inflating and deflating in a pulse, synchronized to my heart rate which were starting to rise.
Childrens laughter was suddently all around me, I could hear footsteps and mumbling like there were hundreds of people aboard.
In the corners of my eyes I could see their shadows moving, but in front of me everything was close to normal, well except for the now rapidly pulsating spaceship.

I closed my eyes again, immediatly I felt the ship shrinking. This time faster, it tried to crush me ...for what I´d done to it´s crew. Eyes open the ship was still pulsating.
I looked at the Frother who was smiling at me, his crystallized eyes wide open all of his injector ampuls empty, apparently he didn´t freeze to death.
The trip went on for hours but it felt like days, I didn´t know I lost track of time while trying to keep a grip on reality.

This was a nerve wrecking experience, the next couple of days were a mental battle to remain sane and focused.
I was alone, totally alone. I would never get used to this feeling, this absence of company.
For the first time since I signed in at Menu, I missed the den, I missed running carelessly over the endless snowfields of Chill, with my brothers and sisters .....why did I ever leave ?

I stared for hours through the window, still nothing but distant stars in the darkness.
They seemed to be stationary, wasn´t the ship moving ? Would I be stuck here forever,
alone in space ?

I sealed off most of the spaceship manually to concentrate the remaining airsupplies to the bridge, where I was currently living. They had not yet reached critical low levels, but Peters wasn´t the most fit of the team, I had just half a week or so left of his poor skinny body.
And clearly the Frother was pumped full of something, that I wouldent expose myself to exept in extreme needs.
The batterys were starting to die, rescue must come soon....

Then on the 67´th day as I was sleeping, a loud “Klank” and a shiver of the spaceship woke me up.
I jumped up and ran to the observation window, my mind wasn´t playing tricks on me this time.
Something had attached to the top of the ship, it was a SLA ship.
I yelled out some rubbish in joy, and ran to the airlock. Two men in spacesuits were already in it, weapons drawn. They looked quite surprised when they saw me, the doors sprung open and they rushed in and pinned me to the floor. I was laughing frantically of joy which didn´t exactly calm them, but I didn´t care. This time there was no doubt, living things were touching me yet again.

I was put into custody, while an investigation was going on. Due to the long period of uncontrolled deep freezing, sadly neither of the crew or team could be retrieved.
After a week of numorous Honesty sessions, it was determined that I was talking the truth.
I was released into psychological treatment. This treatment that I rather would be free of going into details with, took two weeks. I was then sent on recreation on Orienta, where i had daily meetings with a cunsulting psychologist.
Since I had to pay for this “recreation” myself, and I didn´t really feel that sick, I decided to spend some time at the local Dojo´s to sharpen off my Nin-Jitsu skills.
I had been close to inactive for the last three months, so I could sure need some exercise.

I contacted the remains of my old team, we had been written off as dead two months earlier.
They had found replacements, but I was welcome to join them if I wanted.
I decided not to and find another team, one that I wouldn´t have a hard time looking in the eyes.