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APCs critical. All personnel, evacuate immediately.
Space had been the final frontier. Had. Humans had been there, done that. Now, they turned the power of science on reality itself, piercing the heavens with a drill of technology and energy manipulation.
They delved deep and greedily into new worlds with Blue Space technology. Today, they’d delved too deep.
Warning, singularity containment failed. Engineering crew to Engineering. Unknown radiation in Engineering.
Doctor Greene stared into the rift before him, ignoring the plaintive, garbled bleeps of his failing voidsuit, and the pain of his own failing organs. The winged, horned creature on the other side stared back, radiant like the sun.
Paramedic teams to Engineering. Doctor Greene is in critical condition.
There were no words, only a proffered hoof. All crew that came here expected to die on this station - Blue Space technology was unstable, dangerous. Nobody feared death.
Greene was afraid, because Death wouldn’t find him today. Something else entirely, had.
#arning &nknow% lifefor@ dete$ted in Eng#nee@ing
Greene took the hoof, and felt himself change. Bones moving. Flesh being shaped like putty. Hooves.
He felt beyond himself, and felt only the warmth of a mother's embrace.
He opened his eyes, and saw beyond the rift, saw a land of green and plenty. A utopia.
He felt the energy that flowed forth. No longer did it kill him slowly, now it made him happier. Stronger.
Death could no longer come for Greene, because...
The human Greene was no more. He was a pony.