in the deep of space on a distance prison station the gards were shocked to find there prisoner missing
"were is he" said one "check the censers" said another" "how did he get out" "whose fault is this" everyone was shouting and trying to point fingers when someone shouted "Shut up all of you what is that noise" the room quieted and all cold hear demonic laughter coming from the comms "what the hell is that" "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" a scream ripped through the air a scream that made the guards quiver in fear then the lights in the station went dark......
'i have one life sign of the censers sir" said the science officer on the rescue ship
"does it have a prisoner tag" asked the captain
"no sir its a civilian very well send the boarding party"
"yes sir"
captions log
the people on prision station delta 4 died horribly some were mangled some seemed like they were eaten alive and slowly other have died of pure terrier
5052 dead of 52 were guards the rest prisoners all my science officer said some thing witch is impossable she said that all were sleeping when this was happening to them
not sure how this could happen it is filed for further study
on a good note one guard has survived a young Vornosion darkcload who commission had ended a month ago at his request we droped him at Erie the planet of his birth the investigation at the events on delta 4 has been closed due to to lack of any and all signs of foul play it is filed as freak of nature in the outer reaches of space were such things happen
far away on Planet
"hahahhhahhhhahahhhhhaaaaaaahhahahahhaha"
"I am FREEEEEEEEEEEEE"
to be continued
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