FursonallyOffended's Literatures
Goldenberry awoke in a dark concrete room. He was tied to a chair bolted to the floor by the wrists and ankles. His training kicked in and he immediately started analyzing his surroundings. The wall to his left had a black sheet of glass over it, likely a one-way mirror. To his front was a pneumatic door, the kind used in government installations. On one side of the room stood a small medical pushcart carrying many small tools. A hammer, nails, a blowtorch, ball bearings, syringes, pliers, toothpicks, several opaque bottles, latex gloves, a scalpel, firecrackers. These were no doctors tools
:connectionEstablished Log: 9:38:21 (09/12/0564) “Stay focused, do not let your mind wander.” Words repeated over hold loudspeakers as Shuttle D approached the POI. 10 fireteam members aboard. Second Lieutenant Henri in command of the excursion. Goal: secure area and rescue previous fireteams.
A shuttle descended towards the fractured surface of a purple planet. It landed a couple hundred meters from a frigate, already parked on the planet's surface. A golden brown lynx holding a large briefcase stepped out of the ship followed by a gray and green fox.
_ShipsLog _11/11/590
*mic noises* “This is Colonel Boom of the INS Pigeon, we had an encounter today”