The hallways of the USG Ishimura were completly silent, reeking of death and decay as the traces of the chaos that the ship suffered were the only evidence left.
Suddently, a tall man wearing a heavy engineer suit bursts through a door suddently, closing it quickly in desperation as grotesque growls and vicious pounding could be heard from the other side. He quickly makes use of his kinesis module to push a large metal box to block it. His heavy breathing being they only thing that matched his pounding heart while his plasma cutter aimed at the doors and vents in panic.
"Fucking hell... Kendra?! Hammond?! Can you reach me?! Shit! The comms are jammed!"
He turns around and sees a corpse of one of the grotesque necromorphs, his flashlight on his tool and the green glow of his helmet being the only thing that allowed him to see.
"You better be dead..."
He mumbles to himself while gathering all his courage to stomp it with his heavy gravity boots. No reaction, the thing was dead. With a sigh of relief, he shakes his head and checks his RIG status... Only one charge of stasis and his status was yellow, he was hurt...
"I won't last long like this... This is a bad idea, but i got to keep going further... Nicole needs me, and i'm already stuck here, full of bad ideas..."