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John Carpenter's

 

BIOMASK ZERO - CHAPTER 1


Colonel Wash scratched his face in an attempt to avoid sleep. He thumbed the record tablet and spoke, "Haven't had a chance to rest in days. Those Snouts are hiding in the ink somewhere. Our scans aren't picking them up, but we know they're there. Glik says they're carrying pods, but I'm sure we destroyed all of them on Platanik. Those crawling beasts still populate my nightmares, and the massive creatures they spawn keep me awake."

Something shone on his desktop, like spilled water. It glistened and rippled in the light, as if it were moving. Still talking into his recorder, Wash searched for a cloth from his desk panels to mop it up.

"Less than forty clicks to the outer rim, away from sentient systems. There, we can safely send out a pulse. That should expose those Snouts. Then we can make our final stand. I hope this works."
He pressed the cloth onto the puddle. Immediately he felt sharp pinpricks in his palm.

"Hmmm," he mused. "Strange."


When Lin entered the lab, Dr. Glik looked panicked.

"What's the problem?" he asked.

Dr. Glik didn't answer at first. He continued to rummage through things. He also came dangerously close to toppling the cybervat of Epiline. Lin readied his muscles to lunge forward, but Glik mindlessly reached out and steadied the structure.

Lin crossed the room in two strides and grabbed the old man by the shoulders. "Stop it."

Glik blinked at him as if aware of his presence for the first time.

"What is going on?" Lin heard himself shout.

"The Epiline levels are lower. I . . . I think some has run off."

"Did you say there's been run-off? Or that some has . . ." Lin's mind raced. How could the stuff be alive yet? "Did you use the vishi rays?"

"Not yet."

Lin relaxed. "Then there's no reason to panic. Part couldn't have crawled away." Lin nodded as his mind absorbed the concept further. "It would have been the whole vat or nothing, Doctor. Part can't change. The vishi rays would blast the whole vat. Still, after that, the Epiline would just sit there until we fed it DNA patterns. So, that's two steps that need to be taken before we worry."

"One," Doctor Glik said. "The DNA patterns are warrior aids. It could easily take one of our own patterns. All it would need was for one of us to reach over and touch it."

Lin gazed at the cybervat. "Do you mean that if I touch the Epiline now . . ."

The doctor shook his head. "The vishi rays haven't penetrated that batch. But I believe someone took a small amount, thinking I wouldn't notice, and could have exposed that to the rays."

"Are you saying we have a traitor in our midst?"

"It's a possibility."


Went to lab. Lin

Maltaband folded the note and pocketed it. If he had gone to the lab, why was the door to his suite wide open? She stepped through the threshold and scanned the area. Her infrareds detected nothing.

"Lin?" she asked the room, although she knew he wasn't there. One of his desk panels was ajar. She looked closer to note that the area behind the panel lay empty. Wasn't that the place where he kept the promissory vials of inactive Epiline? She wondered where Lin had taken them.

Something moved in the darkness near Lin's bunk and she switched on her eyes again. Still nothing. She blinked over to ultraviolet. Something in the darkness pulsed once.

"Who goes there?" she whispered.


Hekt attempted to squirm in the dentist's chair, but the webbing held him perfectly still. Even being the physically strongest one on the ship, he couldn't budge it a microm. Dr. Aliam turned back from his instrument table and grinned.

"This is going to hurt slightly, my friend, but it will be over soon."

"I hope so," Hekt hissed.

With a single device, Aliam quickly yanked one of Hekt's molars and inserted a receptor tooth.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Hekt," Aliam told him.

"Taks . . ." Hekt drooled. Aliam pulled the instrument out of his mouth and turned back to the hovering table. Hekt could hear the clinking of metal on metal. "What now, Doc?" he asked.

"Now, I give you a spider for your ear. Not as painful a procedure, but you'll feel quite uncomfortable for a few weeks, until you get used to the fluttering." He turned back with a bottle of cyberspray and a mirror probe. "Almost done."

The door to the office opened. Someone stepped through, just inside Hekt's peripheral vision. Aliam's eyes squinted with annoyance before he turned away from Hekt's face again.

"Could you please wait outside?" he growled angrily. "I'm almost done he-"

Aliam's words suddenly choked off as Hekt watched his body shudder. The white labcoat spasmed into the air, where it bulged slightly then burst apart. Several streams of dark red fluid poured from the doctor's body, in multiple directions, then bounced back to Aliam's head, engulfing it.

Hekt tried with all his might to break the webbing that confined him. It wouldn't budge. He began screaming.

The white labcoat fell to the floor, revealing a wall of human hands that caressed each other. Then the fingertips grew tiny mouths and began to eat at their own flesh. Hekt felt pure fear rise in his chest. He couldn't breathe.

A smooth version of Aliam's face suddenly peered out from between the hands. He was screaming, too, but the sound was inhuman, like a distant, howling wind. Hekt's stomach lurched and regurgitated its contents. He began to choke.

The hairless face's tongue lashed out and struck Hekt in the jaw. His new tooth sent a bolt of pain straight through his head. Something thick trickled down his throat and burst into peaceful warmth in his belly. His fear left him.


Continued in Chapter 2

 

 


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