"In real life, yes. Though I have seen pictures and such on the news. The infested usually have a lot more tumours from what I know. As for the Zerg, well, they've always kind of been someone else's problem. Like a car crash, or back ally murders."
"Sure. Lets go." Walking out of the room, Aren picked a random directed and headed off. Hopefully, they would find a terminal or something, because he really had no idea where he was going.
"Yeah, I don't know whats going on either. Though I did hear something about a crash when I woke up. We should probably find someplace with internal dampeners before we get splattered all over the wall."
Aren walked into the room, finding that it was filled with advanced machinery. Dozens of fabricators hummed with energy, their gears churning away at a mysterious task. On the other side of the dimly lit room, he saw a pair of glowing eyes floating in the darkness, just barely illuminating...
Randomly open door, making strange noises? Now that wasn't creepy at all. If this was a horror vid, then there would probably be some sort of zerg monstrosity past that door, waiting to eat him. Not really having anything better to do, Aren shrugged his shoulders and started walking towards the...
The room was filled with screeching sirens and flashing red lights, and Aren didn't know why. This was strange, because he was usually quite good at keeping track of how things went to hell. It helped prevent similar situations from occurring in the future. This time though, his mind was drawing...
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