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Alley started to head to the door. How did these make it onto the ship?
Alley started to head to the door. How did these make it onto the ship?
Penny picked up the walkie talkie, pressing the button. "Everything okay? Over."
"Spider-girl," Aza giggled. Manipulating her magnetic poles, she hovered in the center of the room. She was clearly going through one of her episodes, muttering nonsense and clapping her hands at random times.
Alley pulled out her radio.
"We're going down to check out some unusual cargo that I didn't see before. Over." Alley was in the hallway now.
"What cargo? There wasn't anything out of place earlier. Did something maybe fall and we didn't notice? Over." She said, putting her book down.
"I'm not sure… It didn't have identification, and it wasn't in the log book. I'm sure it's some extra food or something. Over." Alley hurried down the hall, staying ahead of James so she wouldn't have to talk to him.
James walked casually behind Alley, not wanting to upset her. He looked around the ship too, admiring the construction.
Alley reached the cargo room door. Entering her code, the door unlocked and slid open.
James peeked into the room, raising an eyebrow.
Alley glanced down at her tablet.
"It looks as if the unidentified boxes are in the back corner." Alley made her way through the aisles of food, clothing, and other necessities.
James followed her, looking at the other boxes. When they reached the box, James got the shivers. "Alley, the cover on the box looks loose, so unless you loosened them…"
Alley shook her head no. She pulled out her pocket knife, having left her gun in her locker. She carefully approached the crate.
James touched her shoulder lightly. "Let me go first. Just in case something jumps out, I think I'll take it better."
Alley nodded slowly.
"O-okay…"
James stepped forward lightly, and reached out. He grasped the lid of the box and flung it aside. Upon looking at the contents of the box, he took a step closer. "Hm…"
The box container various objects: syringes, hypodermic needles, and various medicines in wrapped beakers. A note rested on top of the pile.
James picked up the note and handed it to Alley. "Check it out,"
Alley unfolded it and read it out loud.
It pains me to say that your crew is unsafe. What you weren't told before they shipped you off is that, before Earth's society became too broken to fix, signs of an advanced society on Mars were found. I am giving you these materials as a way to protect yourself from these creatures. We are unsure if they are peaceful or hostile, so be on your guard. Signed, Dr.-
"The name is smudged, I can't read it."
James furrowed his brows. "An advanced society on Mars. So, aliens. This isn't good. If they aren't friendly we're pretty much done for. I don't know if we have enough fuel to turn back, or change course."
Alley shook her head.
"Besides, even if we went back, that would be guaranteed death. There is a chance, however, that the Martians could be peaceful."
"I hope you're right," James says, and walks around Alley. "I'm going to go think for a while. I think we should leave the crate someplace safe for now." James waits for Alley at the door, just in case.
Alley closed the crate, still holding the note. She headed to the door.
"You'll be good on your own?" James asked Alley before deciding to walk away.
"Yeah. I'm probably gonna end up making lunch." Alley put her pocket knife away.
James smiles. "Just buzz me when it's lunch time!" He says as he walks away.
(speaking of lunchtime, I'm going to go eat lunch. I'll be back soon!)
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