Me, Her, and the Ballistic Weaponry [Antique]

"Open all guns doors!! Goal...... Higi no!!

The center of a room about ten meters square, surrounded by all ambient monitors. Among the various meters and operating terminals, Ichitaro collapses on the spot as if to make a confession.

"I said open... the gun door... who opened my anus..."

Behind Taro, the figure of a woman sitting on her knees with only her index finger raised and her hands together, with no expression. Taro feels the movement of the light and looks up to the monitor as he crawls on all fours.

"Oh, come on, they're firing. What's going on? Hey. I don't know about the alien army. You're not gonna get through to your goal with a higgie? What is it? Is that a cipher?

Hundreds or thousands of blue light muscles shown on all ambient monitors. Anti-matter transported fast through space by laser propulsion counter-extinguishes, heat and light. And leave the destruction behind and blink.

"hehe...... haha!! Look, isn't it overwhelming? With our fleet active, this war is coming to an end!! Definitely!!

Taro with his eyes closed and his hands raised high. A smile of victory floats on that intoxicating face.

"Yes, but the captain's sphincter is coming to an end."

"If I had the power of my own... let me do it! Oh, my God! And you're not good!!

Taro waving to get the scratch in, but rushing to stop it. He knows he's a character he doesn't look over there, but what happens if he punches a metal-covered cyborg body with his bare hands. I didn't want to bother experimenting with that.

"Damn, next time I'll bump you into maintenance oil...... but well, I don't know. I feel like I've come a long way to Toko. It's me. Are you sure you can't go back to Earth?

Taro looks straight at the stars of the galaxy with his hands on his hips. A woman with a smooth metal body stands behind it, "Come on" and emits briefly.

"Come on, that's pretty light... well no. You won't find me one of these days..."

Space that is said to spread infinitely.

Millions of galactic stars exist there.

In that vast world,

Ichitaro was lost.

"Blah blah!!?

Impact running on the face. a retrospective body. Ichitaro thinks blurry and what happened, keeping his clever aptitude of being shrimp inverted with his face pressed against the ground.

"Ha... for a hospital, it's a long way off the atmosphere."

When Taro remembers his recent admission to the hospital for laboratory tests due to abdominal pain, he starts rolling down the floor made of dusty and hard metal, fighting the intense fatigue that strikes his entire body.

"Ugh, no. This way of traveling is still too early for mankind...... hey, where do you like it here?

Taro, nauseated, gets up slowly and looks around the large room full of that discomfort he is in. In his memory, there was no room, at least in general hospitals, where everything from walls to ceilings was made of metal, etc.

"Abduction in custody? Oh, no, you left the door open. Anyone -"

Taro raises his voice with his hands on his mouth. The cancerous room echoes his voice well, but it did not echo a voice other than his. Taro makes a similar call about twice again, but eventually decides to give up and wander around the room.

"Hmm. Is it some kind of laboratory? Have my illness progressed so much?"

Taro observes the bumps and inside the room wondering why it's a tribute. Surrounded by a cancerous milky white wall, it was a tasteless space where there were just some supposedly operating terminals on the computer. Is there a block-shaped cut in the ground about a meter square, and is it a walking path? White lines are drawn in a way that avoids it. Taro finds a letter beside the white line and casually looks at it.

"Yes, I can't read the letters - in a foreign country - su"

The shape is close to the alphabet, but Taro didn't recognize it at all. Taro takes one deep sigh and turns to the place he wanted to avoid as much as possible.

"Hmm. I think I fell out of here."

Taro is a mass of metal grown from the ground. I squirm looking at the apparatus in the shape of a person in it. A number of needle-shaped protrusions were seen popping up along with complex wiring in that device, leaving a blurry red mark there that appeared to be blood.

"What kind of torture equipment is that? I don't have that kind of hobby... Is this Endor type iv?... and yes or no?

Taro stops with a question mark on that group of words that even came out of his mouth. A company called Endor - probably - and type iv, because I didn't know anything about it at all while keeping it to myself.

"What's that, I'm scared"

When you hold a trembling body, Taro takes a step back. The disconnect is unknown, but the light vibrating sound of a visit to the room on its clap. Slowly moving floors.

"Stop it, please. Me, come on, I hate these developments..."

A number of floors rising in block-shaped slices. Its dozens of devices are not unexpected by Taro, and they all take the same shape as the devices in front of them. Taro watches them go up, but if you don't expect it, it's not empty.

"Bourne and appearance? No, it's not funny..."

I guess in that the only thing in it was the human bone.

- "Coldsleep system, unfrozen complete" -

Synthetic audio heard from somewhere in the room. Vikri and Shivering Taro.

"Uh. Oh, what. Is that what I am? Is that what I am? incurable?"

- "Prognostic survival, 0.00002374" -

"... come on, you're failing too much. It"

- "4211 dead."

"Okay...... wait a minute. This."

- "Frozen resumer, none" -

"Wait a minute. Look, that. Because I'll calculate."

- "Survivors."

"Hey."

- "One."

"... hey, lucky... would you be happy!! Somebody!! Anyone? Ah!!

Though confused by things I don't know, Taro is surprised at himself being calm somewhere. Still, the heart strikes an early bell, the hands and feet tremble, and the body does not move freely as usual. He makes him crawl and head to the exit as he rolls with his legs.

"Shisei-!! Somebody!! Help!!

When Taro goes outside to be chased by something, he runs down a corridor with the same structure as earlier. I found some like doors along the way but he didn't know how to open them. Not only was there no door knob, but I couldn't find any sensors.

"Hey!! Damn, no one? What the hell is this place... hey, hey?

Long hallway protrusion. When he reaches a very large door, Taro finds a gap in the sliding door. After several calls from that gap to the other, he plugged his hands into that gap.

"SE's, too much!!

The door, which seems to be made of iron, is heavy, and Taro can do everything he can by putting his foot on the wall. He thought of turning back and touching the terminal once along the way, but wanted it to be a last resort. I don't want to go back there if I can.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Asking myself why I'm so mucky, I finally feel relieved by the iron mass that's starting to move.

"Huh... sorry to bother you then... su...?

Taro stepped foot in a room with the same structure as earlier. But there is one very different point.

"What... this..."

In the direction located opposite the door, a huge glass window opposite the wall. As Taro approached there fluttered in confusion, he approached the window softly, frightened by his appearance on the glass.

"... the universe?

It was the stars on one side that spread everywhere that jumped into Taro's eyes. Taro often forgets the times and circumstances and keeps looking at that vision, which emits a clear light that can never be seen on Earth. Taro had no knowledge of the constellations, but he didn't think he needed any knowledge to think the star blink was beautiful.

"I was hoping it would be dodgy or something..."

- "Message Playback Standard History 1428, 11, 05" -

A sudden voice over the back. Taro looks back in surprise, but the room remains as cancerous as ever. He caught cold with the unheard word standard calendar, but left a message with something like a voicemail and waited.

- "Uh, regular report.14281105. No abnormalities."

Unlike earlier synthetic audio, a voice that clearly belongs to a man.

"No, there's a lot of anomalies."

I don't even know where my voice is coming from, but for now, Taro whines toward the center of the room.

- "Interstellar flight is extremely well. Spacecraft, cargo, no problem."

"No, that's why it's not going well. Especially freight...... oh, seriously. How many years have I slept on this ship? Future. Future. I wonder if there's a cat-type robot or something."

- "More than this, all the crew, go into frozen sleep. The next report is due in five years."

"Yes, sir. Good night...... and hey!!!!

- "That's it. Alster Wayne, report over." -

"Hey, wait a minute. Oh, what? What is it now? The crew? Could it possibly have all the crew?

Taro comes and goes in the room in a hurry and hesitation. Naturally, no response will come back.

"All the crew...... frozen sleep? No, no, no. 'Cause then..."

Taro shrugged and shrugged afterwards, but even his spitting words had not reached his ears at all and he didn't even know what he was talking about. Because in his head, the first synthetic audio I heard was wooden all the time.

- "Survivors, one survivor, one" -