I stare at the things in red suits that scan my ship. âAlien or Human?â I murmur.
âWell it seems that theyâre humanoid. So we know that much.â A voice says from the side of me, Sighing.
âYes, yes I know Mark.â
Trudging along through my ship, Screams pierce through the air, coming from outside.
âWait, a minuteâŚI donât know anyone named Markâ My minds eye realizes.
âCrap.â A rather large weight ...