The Space Voyage (G/T P!Septiplier)

Phantasmagoria (Part 2)

Jack carefully leaned through the doorway and looked around. "Mark?" He whisper-shouted. The room was empty. He walked in and looked around again. At the center of the room sat a curious looking machine, and beside it sat a table. On the machine, assorted wires snaked around a panel, where a light shined underneath.

"Whoa." Jack studied the instrument. He noticed the wires were pointed out away from the main body of the machine, and then some color on the floor caught his eye. He looked down and saw more wires, but only pieces, like something tied up in them had pulled and gnawed away at the colored strings to escape. Mark? Jack wondered. At the same time, Signe gasped.

"Tyler!" Jack turned and saw Sam studying the table. On it, a small plastic container with poked holes in the lid held an unconscious human. He too was on top of a smaller machine, but it was scanning him with healing lasers, the giant noticed. "Oh Sean, please get him out of there!" Signe begged in his ear. Jack crouched and peered at Tyler. He didn't look too good, about the same condition as Jordan. He bit his lip and carefully picked up the container, taking the lid off and checking the human for any visible wounds.

"He looks in pretty rough shape," Jack remarked. "It'll be risky if I take him from the laser, it's healing him and may be what's keeping him alive." Signe looked pale.

"Are-are you sure?" She asked.

"No." Jack shook his head and studied Tyler more. "And I could accidentally hurt him," he murmured. His hands trembled a little at that thought. Signe shook her head.

"No you won't," she said firmly. "You are going to pick him up, get him out of this hell hole and save his life along with the rest of us! You aren't hurting anyone, and you're doing an amazing thing risking your life just to save ours. So don't start giving up on us and believe in yourself too!" Jack stared wide eyed at the Danish girl. For only a few seconds, he was speechless, but then he managed a quirky flash of teeth.

"Y-yes ma'am!" He chuckled. He set the container down and studied it again, wondering how best to get the human out. He reached in and gently nudged the man's head, cupping it in his hand and sliding his fingers down his back until he could scoop Tyler out. Jack felt him stir a little, and he checked his breathing for any problems. It wasn't erratic. He wasn't in any pain.

"Felix can look at him as soon as we're out of here," he said out loud. He put Tyler in his pocket and then craned his neck at Signe. "Let me know if he wakes up." Signe nodded and climbed onto his hand, letting Jack put her in the pocket as well. Once he was sure they were safe, Jack started to take a step before stopping and looking at the machine again.

"Where the hell is Mark?" He murmured.

Mark was in a daze. He didn't know how he got here, or where he was, but he remembered that he needed to get out. His own pulse boomed in his ears; his heart pounded loudly in his breast; his muscles ached, and he was so tired. Overhead, a light flashed mockingly at him, and Mark muttered as he waved his hand and covered his eyes.

"Leave me alone." More lights flickered. The hallway felt endless. Mark frowned and rubbed his eyes. His legs wobbled under him, threatening to give out. "Go away," he said. Voices howled with laughter in his ears, and the engineer swatted the air. "Go away!" He said desperately. But they just wouldn't. He groaned and gripped his stomach. He felt sick. His legs shook again as he struggled to remain upright, and he stopped to lock his knees together in place.

"Stop it," he murmured. "It isn't funny." The applauds and laughs came again. He covered his ears, trying to tune out the voices. "I said stop it!" He screamed. But nothing happened. He fell to his knees and shook, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Please stop," He whispered.