Amazing! But, how . . I've been coming
here for ten years. We never picked this up on
our . . . KAY-EM?
KAY-EM 14, a cybernetics science droid, removes her veil. She's
gorgeous, but there's something off about her look. Something synthetic.
The air's laced with type two ozone,
it reads as a solid.
Somebody wanted the place to stay hidden.
In twenty-eighty-two many of the survivors moved
their facilities underground to escape . . .
All right, all right, enough with the history
lesson. Lets find these two quick . . so I can kick
some little punk ass.
Kkinsa shines a flashlight around the dark tunnel.
I have an idea, why don't you go find
them and we'll get the hell out of here!
KKINSA turns and finds herself face to face with - -
A CORPSE! Easily two-hundred years old it hangs from the wall, impaled
through the forehead by an iron spike.
Kicker yanks a weapon from his back, locks and loads as
JANESSA falls back and lands in the lap of another corpse. She screams!
KAY-EM 14 SCREAMS at the top of her lungs. Everyone looks at the droid.
Was that out loud?
Thorgan, have you been screwing with . . .
THORGAN grabs the head off the CORPSE, with the spike through it's head.
Cool! This is an automatic "A".
Azrael dumps the contents of his bag on the ground, an old boot, some
cds, and an ancient box of PLAYTEX . . . starts shoving the corpse into
I've got my project. What are you losers
Back to the shuttle! All of you!
I'll find them.