You would have succeeded in your efforts if the scientist hadn't pushed a button on a handheld switch that activated the control collar you were apparently wearing. Life as an Imperium science prisoner was rumored to be particularly gruesome, and many considered death to be preferable. After a moment, you recognize the alien as a Glirik-a devious and opportunistic species that willingly allied with the Imperium and serve as their chief scientists and researchers.Īs soon as the force field dropped you sprang into action, planning to rush the three individuals in hopes you would either defeat them or perish. On the other side of the force field stood two Imperium soldiers armed with deadly pulse rifles flanking a strange three-eyed alien with a vicious grin. Suddenly the door slid open revealing a glowing force field in its place in the doorway. you were a prisoner, possibly in an Imperium Prison. A heavy-looking door stood at the one end of the room, and in the opposite corner there was a small in-wall privy.Īfter a few moments of examining your surroundings you realized your situation. The simple bed you awoke on was far from comfortable, nothing more than a metal platform attached to the wall. You found yourself in a small, sparsely furnished room roughly 10 feet long on each wall. What had happened or what was said you cannot remember, but as you slowly regained consciousness and your vision began to focus you were able to make out your surroundings.
The last thing you remember before slamming against the bulkhead of whatever starship you were in was the warning klaxon and hurried shouts over the starship's intercom.
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