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Day ???: Help At Last?

I ran as fast as I could towards a familiar smell, the smell of the foul 'food'
that was given as rations to the marines. I kept on running as fast as I could,
trying not to attract the attention of the Aliens. The scent was getting stronger
and, somehow, sweeter as I had gotten closer and closer to it's location...
I tried to stop myself from falling, but eventually my body collapsed under the
pain it was in. I wished I could stop the pain and just die, but this threat had
to be notified of rather than roaming free on this Godforsaken planet. As a
scientist, I didn't believe in any kind of God or Goddess, but still I prayed,
chanting 'If there is a God, stop this infestation from spreading! Please!!'
although I knew it was hopeless. I heard screaming from where the now
sweet smelling food, followed by bullets. I was overjoyed to hear someone
else was alive. I knew to carry on then, no matter what happened, I had to
see if the gunfire was from one of the team that first came on this planet.
I ran as fast as I could, again, but this time not caring what noises where
made, if anything trying to make noises to be heard!

Eventually the corridor ended, entering into the kitchen as expected, only to
be shot in the chest multiple times... I am still wondering to this day how I
survived such vicious fire. I fell to the ground moments after being shot,
and was left there, perhaps they thought I was dead, after all, I was motionless
and had many bullets pierced into me with a gaping hole in my chest. The
only, ONLY, explanation for why I was still alive is the will to survive, and
mine must have been strong to keep me alive after that. I blacked out
again minutes after the person ran away.

Day ???: Is Life a Dream?

When I woke up, I had bandages all over my body and I was back in the large
hollow room I slept in days ago, but I no longer felt a sharp pain in my chest,
nor did I have any memory of who had shot me, and when I tried asking about
it no words came out of my mouth. After further examination, I realised I
was on my side on an operating table, and I was unable to move onto my
back without feeling pain, again, I thought that was because of previous events,
from the bullets and the Embryo eruption. I had to wait a few more hours
before being escorted off the table and onto the floor. Two people were
operating heavy machinery from behind a glass pane. A large screen turned
on, showing some Aliens scrabbling about on testing cell doors. The Men
behind the glass appeared to be wearing white lab coats with goggles over thier
eyes. I was forced to starve, as it seemed, in this cell without any other sign of
life other than the Xenomorph(There is no plural for Xenomorph) on the
giant screen and the two other scientists.

Day 10 in the cell: Reaching For My Companions.
Today seemed to be a 'special day' for me, as the scientists behind the glass
finally had the machinery to remove the bandages from me... Then I found
out why I was in a cell with heavy machinery above my head...

Description
Day ???: Help At Last?

I ran as fast as I could towards a familiar smell, the smell of the foul 'food'
that was given as rations to the marines. I kept on running as fast as I could,
trying not to attract the attention of the Aliens. The scent was getting stronger
and, somehow, sweeter as I had gotten closer and closer to it's location...
I tried to stop myself from falling, but eventually my body collapsed under the
pain it was in. I wished I could stop the pain and just die, but this threat had
to be notified of rather than roaming free on this Godforsaken planet. As a
scientist, I didn't believe in any kind of God or Goddess, but still I prayed,
chanting 'If there is a God, stop this infestation from spreading! Please!!'
although I knew it was hopeless. I heard screaming from where the now
sweet smelling food, followed by bullets. I was overjoyed to hear someone
else was alive. I knew to carry on then, no matter what happened, I had to
see if the gunfire was from one of the team that first came on this planet.
I ran as fast as I could, again, but this time not caring what noises where
made, if anything trying to make noises to be heard!

Eventually the corridor ended, entering into the kitchen as expected, only to
be shot in the chest multiple times... I am still wondering to this day how I
survived such vicious fire. I fell to the ground moments after being shot,
and was left there, perhaps they thought I was dead, after all, I was motionless
and had many bullets pierced into me with a gaping hole in my chest. The
only, ONLY, explanation for why I was still alive is the will to survive, and
mine must have been strong to keep me alive after that. I blacked out
again minutes after the person ran away.

Day ???: Is Life a Dream?

When I woke up, I had bandages all over my body and I was back in the large
hollow room I slept in days ago, but I no longer felt a sharp pain in my chest,
nor did I have any memory of who had shot me, and when I tried asking about
it no words came out of my mouth. After further examination, I realised I
was on my side on an operating table, and I was unable to move onto my
back without feeling pain, again, I thought that was because of previous events,
from the bullets and the Embryo eruption. I had to wait a few more hours
before being escorted off the table and onto the floor. Two people were
operating heavy machinery from behind a glass pane. A large screen turned
on, showing some Aliens scrabbling about on testing cell doors. The Men
behind the glass appeared to be wearing white lab coats with goggles over thier
eyes. I was forced to starve, as it seemed, in this cell without any other sign of
life other than the Xenomorph(There is no plural for Xenomorph) on the
giant screen and the two other scientists.

Day 10 in the cell: Reaching For My Companions.
Today seemed to be a 'special day' for me, as the scientists behind the glass
finally had the machinery to remove the bandages from me... Then I found
out why I was in a cell with heavy machinery above my head...