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"Good evening, Science Officer and...unknown. There is an incoming distress call 4.5 clicks away. It seems to have been generated and automated. Attempts at contact have been unsuccessful."
He thought for a moment before deciding fuck it. With a shrug and a nod he was in. He didn't know what to expect, but the only way he was going to reach his goals was to embrace the trials before him.
They are directed to a smaller ship where they can get in! Its already programmed to autopilot to their destination, where they see a space ship that seems to be floating in dead space! They are able to board, should they choose!
When they board, they notice it looks like its been sitting here a while. Lights are scarce, and the ones around are very dim. Shit seems broken, and there's a recurring low beep coming from the intercom system!
He'd hold up his hand for Clark to see. Rust perhaps? Though since aliens were apparently real it could be a bodily fluid... or powder. Who knows. Either way.
He'd head deeper in, looking for signs of a struggle or violence. Listening for anything out of the ordinary or a sign of life.
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Gil nods in agreement, it was a strong possibility. But there could be survivors, or whatever did the killing could still be here on the ship with them.
He stops when he hears the banging in the room as he passes it, turning and opening the door. Bingo?