All Nightmare Long (whole bun'cha crap RP)

[Bee]

Sgt. Hayley flicked on the small spotlights on his shoulder, to provide some illumination to the cold, dark hanger bay. The lights showed signs of an obvious struggle, with blood spattered on all the walls, the dropships and escape pods ripped to unrecognizeable piles of twisted metal, and scorchmarks and deep gouges in the walls. A few corpses were found where they fell, the sterile nature of the Vessel preserving their bodies somewhat. Two of them were obviously male, one a Raccoon, and the other human, and the other was female, but any distinguishable traits weren't there. Her head was missing, along with her arms and legs.

Desensitized to such brutality, Sgt. Hayley lit up another cigarette.

"Well, we gotta find our Spec-Ops man inside, then head to the control room, to locate a complete map of this place." He replied simply.