The carvings on the wall were a warning and could translate to : if you hear the children cry, run , if you see the shadow don’t blink don’t move.. You decided to pay attention to the carving, which gives you an advantage. Every member knows the information.
You decided to go left to the control rooms. You get quite easily there, no one around, the hallways are empty, your light is the only source of life in there, you get into the control rooms and start to look around. After a couple of minutes, you all hear footsteps echoing further away. Followed by giggles and some far away singing. ( for an audio cue , it’s the first/second loop of this video ) then it stopped.
Leah manages to get an old recording going by somehow getting power to one of the monitors. It tells a story in the skrull language which would translate to this if your character understands the language : We created a way to make the perfect army. A nanotech cloud which knows how to lure the wished candidates in. Assimilation has been successful - scratching sounds - Thats’ when the corpse of a skrull fell forward on Charles . Coincidences? The audio went on : I think it is intelligent, it learns, I feel like the human is the key ….the key to everything, we placed her safely on the deck 56 D - scratching sounds - we are shutting down, this will never see day light , may the Empire triumph ….may it never die - end
note : it is your choice what your characters understand, what they find out from these elements and how they decide to investigate further. Do they go after the sound ? After the “key of everything” ? Do they stop there and call it a day ? Choose among you . You are allowed to split up if you wish to.
As soon as the sorcerer light on the place, Leah looked around her, like she was trained to do in such situation into the unknown. The carvings on the walls took her attention, just like the others. She frowned at what was written. She stayed quiet, she didn’t have anything to say about it, what anyway? Everyone saw and read it. So they were all aware. She only looked at them once before keep going on that quest of theirs which seemed more and more strange as they went deeper into the building, even for the skrull in her. Leah instantly froze when she heard the footsteps and the giggling in the control room. She perfectly knew it wasn’t from her team. She raised her gun higher in front of her, trying to aim at what she heard, where she thought it would be. “Who’s there?!” she ordered, but no one replied. When it stopped, she stayed still, gritting her teeth, her grasp tightened around her gun.
She searched into the room for more clue about what was going on here. The mutant finally found a monitor. Off, but the skrull was familiar to its technology. Luckily it could help them figure out what happened in here. She quickly found a way to get the power back in and it loaded on. Leah found an old recording she quickly put on for everyone to hear. It was a mistake to thought it would be English. Why would it be? Her face grew pale as she heard the recording and completely understood it. Shit. She opened her mouth but didn’t say anything. her thoughts were to busy trying to find out what to do about it. As the body fell, she turned to Charles and she internally panicked. She openly thought about it… but she prayed he wouldn’t notice or wouldn’t say a thing about it. She didn’t mean no harm. She wanted to help, to get her revenge over the queen. “… Well, this is some language… I’m not sure what is what about but it sounded like a… how do you say it, recorded science audible thing. Maybe what they were doing here and…” she pointed the corpse. “What happened to them. Obviously, they didn’t kill one of their own.” Leah slowly started to understand what truly happened in here but she kept that for herself too right now. She thought about it more, putting the recording back on again, just to be sure, faking trying to understand it. The key to everything? The human? They experienced on humans? They needed to find the apparently one human in here. 56 D, huh? All the bases were built the same, mostly. “I don’t really wanna follow the… sounds, not after the warning. So I say… that way.” she pointed a direction, not a random one though. “I know it might seem random but I got a… great instinct? Feeling about things? That’s my thing.” she detailed about her power, which was true. “Unless you guys wanna check the creepy stuff, but I won’t go.”
All quiet, too quiet. The sorcerer followed the group, his thoughts still on those few words in the words. He was used to that kind of warning, it was a part of his job after all. And those spooky weren’t enough to actually scare the man, only to trigger his curiosity and need for answers. Walking silently, Strange only touched some part of the walls on his way to the control room, trying to feel something or someone in this big old ship, but without getting any answers.
Once in the control room, he also froze at the giggling but didn’t freak out and run like the writing said to do. He shared a quick look with Leah, frowning at her gun but kept his opinion for himself. He waited a few seconds after the last childish laugh and sighed, put his hand on Scott shoulder and walk into the direction of the corridor, where the laughs came from. “Deep breaths.” He only commented and slowly arrived in the corridor, looking at the right. Nothing. Looking at the left. Nothing. Again the sorcerer frowned, ghosts could be a lot of things, child ghosts even more. Good or evil, the sorcerer didn’t want to rush his interpretation on this place nor its “occupants”, so he returned in the room and tried to find something interesting like the others were doing until the audio file started. Skrull words, how convenient. Some sounds were kind of familiar, but his connexion to Skrange didn’t give him the opportunity to completely understand the message, only the tone of it. And then the body felt, bloody screamer, Strange almost flinched and looked at the ceiling more than at the body. How this man ended up there? Trying to again understand what the hell was actually happening, he still listened to the rest of the team, and only smiled at Leah words, not looking at her tho. “Allow me to deal with the creepy Miss David, while I will trust your instincts to lead the way.”
Charles remained quiet for now, more interested in the corpse that fell onto his lap. He was not startled by it. Maybe he was appearing younger, but he was an old man who had witnessed the war, and who had seen his share of dead bodies before. No eyes, they seemed to be ripped out, marks on the skin, he was about to go into the pocket of the uniform when he felt Leah. He looked up at her, picking up on her panic and got glimpses of her mind. He frowned. Dealing with Erik, he knew that not everything was what it seemed. He did not percieve her as a threat, even though he knew it would be wiser to share. /Calm yourself, I will not reveal what you are, shall you try however to harm any of us, I will destroy your mind before you can move a gun up / He went back to getting out a card. “I think this could prove useful to getting to the said deck” he stated and handed the nearest person the card. “Careful out there. I will accompagny the good Doctor to find out more about whatever resides here. “
Scott was starting to feel like he had fallen into some sort of horror movie. From the creepy warning on the wall to the strange language filling the air, Scott was starting to get the willies. And then that damn body fell on the wheelchair guy. “Okay, I have questions. Namely what the hell is going on?!” He eyed the card the professor pulled out of the pocket and handed him. “Great, now we’re stealing from a dead alien. This is just a horror movie in the making. I guess we’re taking…..whatever this is.” With the card in hand, he approached the door in front of him and waved the card over what he assumed was the reader. The door opened and he chuckled to himself. “Multipass. Nice. All we need is an alien redhead and we’re golden. So, where are we heading, exactly?”
Much like everyone else Cindy was finding this place rather creepy. She paused at the carvings, being sure to take in all of the words that they used. She had watched far too many movies to know that these things were always important, and the wording always seemed to be the most important part. Following the crowd further, the sound of children’s laughter was enough to raise the hairs on her arms. “Well if anyone hears any crying let everyone know. Let’s just hope whoever those kids are stay happy. I don’t want to know what happens if they cry.” Cindy took a moment to search around the room, making sure they hadnt missed anything. Nothing was pulling on her spider senses yet, which was both good and bad. But once Scott got the door open she walked over towards it. “Well, I’m all for following instincts, let’s go.” Cindy said before turning back to the others. “If something happens, give us a shout. I should be able to hear you”
