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Sergio Giovanni

Trapped Like Rats

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"Trapped Like Rats"

Log entry 17: 07 December, 2154

 

With all his strength, Sergio strained to pull the door open. He was well aware of the fact of the hissing, green coloured gas coming from the air ducts above the messhall. It wouldn't take long for the gas to render him and those in the messhall unconscious. Sergio probably should've taken that faulty door that wouldn't open for Ensign Bell as a bad omen.

 

None of the doors would open for the guy, but he simply dismissed it at the time as a minor glitch that should've been addressed by Engineering. Sadly, with no Engineers currently in the messhall, which now Sergio kind of realised as ironic since all the Senior Officers representing each department except for Engineering is currently present in the messhall, there was no Engineer to help fix the door, and get it open.

 

Isn't that just typical of Engineers? Never there when you really need them. Not that it matters, this door is sealed up tighter than Fort Knox and he or anyone else can't contact them or anyone else on the ship, since the communications systems are also down at the moment.

 

Regardless, Sergio kept pulling at the doors mentally praying to the door for it to open and let them out. However, it did open about a milimetre perhaps. Sergio breathed in some fresh air through the small crack in the door. It felt better than sucking in gas.

 

Looking around, the crew inside was starting to succome to the gas. Sergio, beading with perspiration pried at the door with all his might. Several other people joined in to help him. Slowly, the door began to open, milimetre by agonising millimetre. Time is ticking away before they too succome, so Sergio hopes he can get it open in time.

 

Also in his mind is who exactly turned on the gas in here? Was it someone on the bridge? The man currently sitting at OPS? Or is it an alien attack, syphoning in some deadly gas throughout the Challenger waiting for them all to die and then take over the ship.

 

This mind and pulse were racing away at a million miles per minute. Thoughts and theories of who done it spiral past his mind like a hurricane. And when.. and if they do indeed get out of here, Sergio is hell bent to find out.

Edited by Sergio Giovanni

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