Protagonist
One Thousand Club
"Yes, Naomi."
Apollo trusts Carth's wisdom, and we pass through a few smaller, dilapidated hallways less made for creature comfort and less likely to have any threats on them.
At the base of the captain's chair is a dead man-presumably the captain. But sitting in the chair is another dead body, wearing navigator robes. The hood falls off, revealing a metallic worm-like structure where his third eye should be.
We eventually arrive at the bridge. It's a disquieting sight. Unlike the rest of the ship, there was conflict here. Burn marks, blood, spent ammunition, and weapons liter the floor next to the corpses. The room is rectangular, with a glass window looking the void. Apollo says "Alright, let's see if we can't atmosphere in the sealed off areas..."
The head of the navigator in the captain's chair quickly snaps up, and stares at us with dead eyes, silently.
Apollo trusts Carth's wisdom, and we pass through a few smaller, dilapidated hallways less made for creature comfort and less likely to have any threats on them.
At the base of the captain's chair is a dead man-presumably the captain. But sitting in the chair is another dead body, wearing navigator robes. The hood falls off, revealing a metallic worm-like structure where his third eye should be.
We eventually arrive at the bridge. It's a disquieting sight. Unlike the rest of the ship, there was conflict here. Burn marks, blood, spent ammunition, and weapons liter the floor next to the corpses. The room is rectangular, with a glass window looking the void. Apollo says "Alright, let's see if we can't atmosphere in the sealed off areas..."
The head of the navigator in the captain's chair quickly snaps up, and stares at us with dead eyes, silently.