Aug. 20th, 2017

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[After a few long, tense minutes there's the unmistakable sound of a distress alarm going off cut off seconds later by the power shutting off. They're in total darkness for a few weightless seconds before the backup generator kicks on and red emergency lights along the floor click on followed by a rush of fresh oxygen from the life-support system.

The robots outside the kitchen go eerily silent but there's no sound to intricate that they've left. In fact there's no sound at all for a long minute until it starts.

Step.
Kthunk.
Step.
Kthunk.

The footsteps stop abruptly and, without warning, the door to the slowly kitchen opens with a soft hiss...

And a very large, familiar body oozing green blood is thrown into the room like a rag doll, hitting the floor with a wet, solid thud. One arm is severed cleanly at the shoulder, cauterized and still smoking. His amphibian face stares sightlessly up at the ceiling, jowls slack and a burning, cauterized wound all the way through his throat.

Fourtinbras is dead.

Step.
Kthunk.]