What’s this? Another BEAMER entry? What dark sorcery is this?
CRASH!
What the hell was that?
Loud enough to wake me up… well, at least I know I’m still alive… but for how long?
Need to see what’s going on outside… hey, wait a minute… where did all this water come from? What happened to all that land? Was there a flood? What is going on here?
I wish I had scanners to tell me what’s going on… all I know is that where there had been endless dunes is now replaced with endless water… and wherever this water came from, it must have been fairly recent because I can still see the bottom… the water is still rising… bit by bit… but it’s getting up there.
And the rain hasn’t let up either… or maybe it’s gotten worse… this planet is slowly becoming a death trap and I’m the sucker who got caught in its snare.
All my efforts to restore power – any power – has been met with miserable failure. The beacon is still active, but who knows for how long? The sky has grown dark and it’s starting to feel a bit damp. Won’t be long before water pressure becomes too much and…
CRASH!
Me and my big mouth…
The front port just shattered… how did that happened?!
What the hell is going on here?!
Now some of that rain is starting to fill the compartment… I can’t stay inside for very long… but can I risk going out there? It seems like every single thing that has happened seems like a new obstacle or a new lure to draw me out of hiding. Whatever is happening out there seems to have it out for me.
Try telling that to Commander Satonn. His Vulcan brain would explode at the whole lack of logic… and in the time it took to get that thought out, the water has already reached for my knees.
All I know is that if I go out there, I risk running into whatever has it out for me… but if i stay here, I’ll end up drowning with the rest of the ship.
The beacon is lightweight. It still works. Maybe if I can climb to the top of the ship, I can get a clearer signal to… to… who am I trying to reach? Who am I expecting to show up?
I’m not fond of colorful metaphors… but fuck it, I’m getting out of here.
Grabbing the beacon and slipping it under my arm… making it difficult to climb out… the water is filling up faster than I can move… a little effort, but I make it out… and…
BOOM!
Loud noise caught me off-guard. Landed hard on my back! Feeling a bit sore, but somehow that didn’t cripple me… the beacon looked to have broken my fa…
The beacon… the one that I had been holding underneath my arm… my one last tool for salvation and escape from this planet of hell… split in half… beyond salvage… I only have enough time to see the beacon on the surface before the water begins to envelop it and the ship…
I’m taking a beating. The rain hits hard. It feels like I’m getting hit with giga tons of asteroids. I can barely move… barely breathe… and before long, my head is barely above water, my feet no longer touching the surface of the now completely submerged Beamer. Not sure how long I can…
Wait… what’s that?
Coming from the sky… is that…?
It’s that ship that shot me down…
Those bastards have come to finish the job, haven’t they?
A little too late, fellas. I’m just…
Wait…
I feel strange…
Feels like a beam out…
I let out a scream.
“You mother–!!”
END SEGMENT 04
Don’t ask me when the next segment is… this is all I have left…
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