Part 14

    "I guess the first thing I want to know," Kevin's head was awash with questions. He hadn't really stopped to think since he had woken up. And actually that was probably as good a place as any to start... "What was I doing in the med bay? The chart was mostly ruined when I woke up. Was it some sort of training accident?"

    Blanchard laughed. The look on his face must have been like a lost puppy looking for its mother, because she stopped laughing a second later. "Uh, no. L T you were in the med bay for a minor surgery. It turns out you developed a hernia." She thought for a second. "It could have been from training, come to think of it. Anyway, they were patching you up when the first of the spore creatures attacked."

    "Alright, well that's not super cool... Or like... valiant or anything..."

    Blanchard shrugged. "Yeah, sorry."

    "I guess the next question is where did these things come from? We weren't transporting them were we?"

    "Oh, god no. No, as far as we can tell, they came in through the airlock, attached to a maintenance technician. He went out to attempt a fix on the communications array. He reported a strange substance attached to the relay, removed it as carefully as he could, then returned through the airlock. None of us thought that anything would make it through the decontamination process to board the ship. Unless it was in his suit, but.... I'm sure he would have noticed that. We all would have..." 

    She became pensive for a moment, working over the idea that the spores may have entered the suit, staring off into space, reliving something. She shook her head and continued. "They spread quickly. They started off using the vents for movement. Killed people one at a time, here and there, and then suddenly, before we knew what was happening, there were more, and they were bigger, attacking more of us at a time. They killed too many of us and by the time we figured out what was going on, they had started spreading to the main decks. Made a nest in the main communications hub, and kept spreading. Fulsom figured they were attracted to the signal, you know? That's how they found us, that's where they holed up? Something's going on there..."

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