Dieter walked nervously through the halls of the complex, his mission was crucial in the success of this mission. To take the bomb towards the rocket that would be supplying the ISS and pray for it not to blow up in mid flight, yet Dieter was determined to walk through the complex. The Bruzen technician kept his pace, hiding his radio as a simple man of simple tastes listening to music.
"You know your mission, it's easy enough, the whole world is counting on you. Godspeed, Dieter"He didn't want to risk being a suspicious individual by talking to the air. When he approached to the two guards he simply looked at them and they didn't seem to pay much mind to the nerdy technician going through nor the fact that he was Bruzen, many staff at the Launch Site 1 were Bruzen in fact.
When he placed the crate on the floor he promptly made his way out, once he was out of earshot he contacted his superiors.
"Everything is ready, waiting for countdown. I'm out of here" yet before he could leave, someone stopped him, a woman. "Dieter, funny to find you here, the boss has been looking for you, he said he wants you to take the supply crate to the rocket" her name was Chrstine bell, a junior technician, Dieter became good friends with Christine as the ISS was built and supplied over and over.
"Y-yeah about that, no need for it, I already did it" He tried to be as friendly as possible, but Christine, being a curious woman knew he was lying, she had a hunch to put in a way.
"Why do I get the feeling you're lying to me Dieter. Come on let's go and get the box" Dieter was quick to stop Christine by holding her arm as gently as he could, this was slowly getting out of hand, and he was getting worried by the minute.
"Come on Christine, why don't you believe me? I already but the supplies on the shuttle, let's get something to eat instead, what do you say?" Christine soon dropped the act, and showed her true face; she had been following Dieter this whole time, listening to his conversations with strange people by the phone and being shifty all over. That's when she spilt the beans.
"No Dieter, cut the crap. What's going on here? I've seen you sneak out of your shift to talk to people, I don't want to get under investigation thanks to you, you better tell me what the fuck is going on before I tell this to someone else" His mind was bogging down, his best friend found him, and either he tells her or keeps the secret he'd be busted anyway, then the pistol he was given came in handy, yet he didn't want to do it. So Dieter, gave Christine one last opportunity.
"Christine please, drop it. It's not worth it. I beg you" He almost implored the young woman, but she didn't listen, she had signed her death warrant.
"No Dieter, what are you up to, who's a World with no boundaries. Is this some kind of gr--" her voice was drowned by a loud yet quick shot. His smoking pistol was the culprit of the sound, and the blood splatter on the wall, adorned by brain and skull fragments gave proof of Christine's death. For a split second that seemed to last an eternity, Dieter looked at the body of his dead friend as his breathing became fast out of a sudden. Through the loudspeakers of the complex he heard "T minus 2 minutes to launch" and that was his call, he had to bolt out of here. He had three hours to steal a car and drive away before the shuttle arrives and explodes, so his first instinct was to run, run any car that was open and had the keys on.
International Space Station, High Orbit over earth
"All ISSComStations are on the green, pressure seems okay, we got green all over the table control" Said a voice over the radio, a camera was set up to look at the Earth's orbit, the livestream had just begun and the people around the world were more than happy to see how the astronauts from all over the world worked to keep the International Space Station in orbit.
"Allright, start my monitoring StatCom, I'm getting out of the station" said an astronaut. Soon a reply came in
"Roger, we're following you Gunther, maybe you can make some flips in front of the camera" A coarse laugh soon followed as a man dressed in an astronaut suit showed up. He smiled at the camera and waved hello. Some chatter continued, until out of a sudden, a female voice talked.
"Guys, something's wrong. I think--" Suddenly, the entire feed was glitched following a loud explosion and the Astronaut vanishing during the explosion. And after that. A single message:
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