I wrote this small little prologue to a sci-fi/suspense story, and felt like sharing it. 435 words, tell me what you think.
Prologue: The First Victims
Running was a nightmare for Admiral Aaron Rogers. Sprinting through the corridors of the RSS Yugosaki hadn't been this hard, even through the campaign of Darien. Breaking out into a sweat, he struggled to run on, though he must’ve, lest he be swallowed by the biomass. It flooded through the corridors, swallowing fellow crew members and equipment, making its way to the other end of the ship. As Rogers kept running, he noticed that the giant green blob swallowed up a jerry can, causing an explosion to rock a corridor. He ran to the bridge, where all that was waiting for him was a L42 rifle, some empty clips and several bodies slumped over many control panels. His crew was dead. He closed the door and dead bolted it, then running to the main panel. As he brought up the TacMap of the ship, three quarters of the Akira class destroyer were highlighted black, with about a handful of blue dots squirming around the small hologram. Every five seconds, a blue blip would blink off, into the vast unknown, their lives gone forever. He closed the hologram and went to the self destruct button in the far corner. It was guarded by bulletproof glass, to prevent the glass from breaking in a combat situation. He stared at it, and a bang sounded at the door. The biomass was trying to enter the bridge. He glanced at his magnum, then the button. He had two options. He could blow his brains out with the magnum, or he could blow the ship to Kingdom Come with one push of a button, killing the biomass. Both were fatal, but there were adequate choices. Thinking of his final decision, he noticed that the door was buckling. The door couldn’t take another hit. He had a matter of fifty seconds before the biomass killed him itself. He looked at the button, and opened the cover. As the biomass rushed through the entrance, he threw caution to the wind, and for his life and the lives of the whole fleet of the ESA, he pushed the button. As he felt the gravity slipping away, he knew he was going to die. As he was saying his final words, an escape pod crashed through the wall of the bridge. Rogers dived into the pod and closed the door, setting the coordinates quickly. Hearing a familiar beep, he sighed of relief and the pod burst out of the bridge. Seeing the ship explode in a giant ball of fire, he knew that he would live to battle another day.
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