Dead Space: Downfall Page #2

None of this makes much sense.

Some kind of toxin, maybe.

Something in the colony?

Maybe.

This rash of unusual cases

coming from the planet puzzles me.

I need full blood work done ASAP.

Test for anything and everything.

Yes, Doctor.

Good work, people.

She's coming up nicely.

Normal electromagnetic surges.

The magnetic field of the planet

is bleeding out.

Nothing to worry about.

What's happening?

I'm not sure.

The entire system is rebooting.

Our power cores are shielded.

Yes, I know.

Another wave of disruption just broke

from the surface and smacked into us.

It's a temporary glitch,

not an attack, Alissa.

Down, girl.

- A**hole.

- Break it up, you two.

Chic, can you raise the colony?

Well, things are choppy at best.

We've lost 40% of the comlink signal.

Can you isolate the problem?

I've never seen interference like this.

I have, when I was a pilot back Earth-side

and my radar was being jammed.

You think this is intentionally

directed at us?

That's a dead planet

and we're the only people out here.

How in the hell is something

intentionally jamming us?

I'm just saying what it looks like.

It could just be excess magnetic feedback

from the planet crack.

Chick, get me Foreman Barrow.

I want to know what's happening down there.

Captain, I don't know

if you can hear me,

but we must have pulled

too closely to the core.

Things are shaking

like a mother down here.

We've got heavy interference.

Over.

You reading me, Ishimura?

Nothing.

Barrow, come in.

Barrow.

Barrow, this is the captain.

Report in.

Barrow.

- The planet is pushing back.

- What?

Something I read about the danger

of harvesting planets.

You got another line of work

you're looking to get into?

It says that the planet cracking procedure

is extremely dangerous

to the overall harmony of the universe.

What a bunch of Unitologist bullshit.

The only planets we ever found

in all of space are dead.

Earth was a fluke.

It's a ghost town in here.

Where the hell is everybody?

I'm going to check on Jen.

Catch you later.

Jen?

Where are you?

What the f***?

These symbols are the same as...

Honey, what are you doing?

They want our bodies.

This is mine...

my flesh, my bone, and my blood.

No!

No, no, no!

Jen?

Oh, baby.

F***. Why?

Jen.

My last analysis of the Marker

suggests a psychosomatic energy field

unlike anything I've ever seen.

This interference is rising from the planet.

The Marker's not the problem here.

I know, it... it's just...

Just what, Doctor?

Something's not right.

Communications just came back up.

I'm reacquiring the colony's signal.

We're pulling scattershot low-res images

from the personal cams.

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