Dying Calls

Hell's New Guests

The helmet slipped out of his hands, hitting the ground and shattering. Jeffery handed Jimenez the spare helmet, careful not to drop it. Jimenez gripped the edge, sliding it over the head of the engineer. They had to hurry, Jeffery could see his skin swelling and his face turning blue. Jimenez started work on the locks immediately, after about five precious seconds it was done. The helmet hissed, coms activating and the clear body suit covering his body like an ice-age on Earth but a couple thousand times faster.

More hisses, then the suit pressurized and the canisters began to pump fresh oxygen, his face turned back to a rosy red as blood rushed through his veins, the veins shrinking to accommodate the Earth-like pressure. His skin returned to normal and gasping came through the coms to everybody's ears. Jimenez sighed in relief, slumping back, wanting to calm down a bit.

Jeffery was tense, it didn't help when the alarm for airlock preparation sounded. Blaring across the room, vibrating inside of them the siren screamed. They rushed to the next room where the air lock would open, dragging the engineer. The door shut behind them, the hisses of a room stabilizing, suddenly the suit felt extremely tight. The air pressure was back. He pressed the button right below the seam of locks connecting the helmet to the suit and the clear covering dissolved back into his exoskeleton spine.

Jeffery sighed, "We still need to fix that room though." The engineer nodded, his over all feel had changed.

He was more... Driven, emotionless.

Detached.

Understandable, but still. He was so different, it just didn't seem like him. Jeffery mentally shrugged, then he walked off to talk to the people who had been running the airlocks and such. He also talked to a nurse, asking that the engineer be put into a small containment suit.

"Expose him to rich oxygen for a day or two, he needs it after what he just did." Jeffery looked back at him, just standing there. Concerned, Jeffery went on with talking to certain people.

March 21st / 21:41

How far can we push this crew? I hope a rebellion doesn't start, it'll be hard to keep the crew under control.

The engineer was now confined to an oxygen suit, similar to the ones they wore before but this one wasn't pressurized.

March 22nd / 01:13

The engineer's breathing is becoming more... Rapid, not expected for someone in such a controlled environment... I just hope nothing got to him while he was outside of the suit.