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At the End, with Hope
Saving Christmas
At the End, with Hope
Saving Christmas
[Chief Medical Officer’s Log, U.A.M. Starfall – Not Encrypted]

12 days ago; we arrived at a class Y planet emitting a signal that appeared to be a corrupted UAM distress call. The captain took an away team to check it out, and we lost comms with them for 4 hours. They returned to the ship with slight fevers, so they were placed in quarantine. 5 hours after that, the captain seized, and his heart stopped. I was putting on my containment suit when the captain sat up. He immediately grabbed his first officer, and torn his head off with his teeth! He killed the rest of the away team, while I turned the containment field up to maximum. Once the others were dead, he just stared at me. His eyes flickered, as if a blue flame burned behind those glassy dead orbs. He roared, and dug into the force field, managing to pierce it several times as he swiped. I ran, and called security, sealing the medical bay.
They broke out of medical a few hours after, and slaughtered the security teams stationed there. After about 4 hours, the corpses the captain killed would begin to rise and begin eating the others lying around. Our weapons did little to stop them, phased antiproton weapons seemed to be the most effective against them, but we didn’t have enough ammo to go around. Instead, we sealed the decks off.

9 days ago; a little more than half our crew compliment of 800 was dead, or a zombie. I don’t have another word for it. They’re zombies. In freaking space. We’d managed to seal them on the upper decks, but we were stuck at the Y class planet, without access to the bridge.

5 days ago; we managed to overload the space folding drive, and make a jump to intergalactic space. Then all hell broke loose. The zombies had managed to crawl between decks, and began crawling out of vents, and attacking us. I escaped to the lower levels, and sealed every door behind me. Met up with some others, and we all moved together down the ship, sealing our exits.

2 days ago; there are only 8 of us left, I think. We can’t raise anyone on comms. We all decided we should try for the hanger. Take a shuttle, and get off the Starfall, and brave the void.
I’m the last survivor. Anna shoved me through, and sealed the door, unloading her rifle into the things that chased us here. It was all for vain though. The shuttles have all been torn apart. Not one of them can fly. I think I hear something crawling in the walls. I’m going to die. If anyone finds this, RUN. Blow the ship up please.


What was that?





Come out and play you little freaks.
[Log auto pause - speaker stopped talking]


You look over at the mangled corpse that you took the log tablet from, and back away slowly. What happened here wasn’t worth you trying to salvage anything. You turn, and stop as something warm drips onto your shoulder. Dread fills you, but you look up. Shit.

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only my second time writing something short up, let me know how I did. (:

Art by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/kate-venom/

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Published: 5 years, 3 months ago
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