Ghost Ship...

"I know whats going on... They think their your one of them, as long as they think that they will assume we'll your claimed food and stand aside. Odd huh, they are mindless carnivores yet they still have honour like the Mandalorians do"

Sark followed Tahr. "Amazing......" he murmered. Because of a thermal detanator, they had recieved a ticket out of the hanger.

Tahrr concidered this and then said, "Well then, let's not waste this chance." Tahrr looked over his shoulders and saw the monster had been pushed out of the Hangar back into the Hallway, but the Dark Trooper had not forgotten them. "Uhh... We should go,,,, NOW!!!!" He started pushing them towards the door, none too gently.

Merkak saw the time and said," 2 hours left, come on guys I don't want to loose you.

Once they were clear form the hanger, Sark hit the blast doors. They were now safe from the zombie hoard. He checked a nearby map. "If we hurry we can make it to the control room in about 1 hour. I'l scout ahead" He pulled out his blaster and checked the corner. No zombies, large beasts, or ghosts in sight. "Right, lets go."

"come on guys we need to leave soon hurry up." said Merkak

"Got it. We're almotst there." Sark and the group were almost there when every single light went out. They were in total darkness. They heard a muffled cry and then silence. When the lights were back on, Tahr was missing. "Oh god. What happened now?" Sark was beginning to think that coming to this ship was the worst idea ever. Netherless, they continued the the bridge.

"Yah well you better get ready because we're almost ready to leave." Ali was watching the time. They only had 30 seconds left.

(OOC: Please excuse this godmodding. It is only to get us farther in this RP)

Sark and the rest arrived at the bridge with 9 seconds left. Sark banged on the sealed blast door. "Hey! Open up!"