I awoke in a sea of shrapnel and flames. Charred remnants of my hull are what's left of ship that I called home. Sifting through the rubble, seeing what we can salvage to survive.
A binary sunrise greets the horizon as I climb to my feet. What world is this? We'll find a way.
"Follow me," I yell through the fog, though my words seem hollow and fake in this atmosphere. Must be safe enough to breathe if my mind is right and I'm still here. We wander for miles through wastelands and forests filled with trees. I fall to my knees. The ground is damp and arid at the same time. Where the fuck are we? A desolate planet that no one from my world has ever seen except for me. But how can I lay claim when no one will ever hear from me?
We're urged to press on, a desperate search for resource. A futile attempt at finding foreign life. The skyline seems surreal. I can't believe my eyes when I see structures rising from the fields.
Could this be it? What we've been searching for? Hostile or friendly, my thirst is too great to ignore. A glimmering complex unfolds. I run to the first building and burst right through the door.
I fear I'm not alone. I hear voices from below. A dissonant flow of energy, a silence overgrown.
"Brotron, scan the scene for lifeform signatures. If there's somebody in here, make yourself known!" They taught me to believe nothing's as it seems.
Shut your fucking mouth. I hear something in the distance. It sounds like some sobbing and tears. "Is there somebody inside of here?" Is that a human I hear? I open up the door.
(This can't be, there's humans in here. Locked in cages, stacked floor to ceiling. Huddling for warmth, dying of disease.)
Is this what I feared? Something that my eyes wished they'd never seen. Experimentation, sickness and famine. Suffering all around me. Some unknown force is doing this. These are my people. What's going on in here? There's got to be an explanation for all of this.
This place is a fucking nightmare. Raped and destitute; devoid of hope. These are my people. How wrong we were to ever come here. The world must know of this atrocity. Relay the message; O universe please hear me. A force descends upon us from above. My world fades to black as I'm taken alive.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
