Brent Knorr

Captain Knorr descended into the mines, the air thick with dust and the constant drip of water echoing through the tunnels. The Lieutenant walked at his side, flashlight beam cutting across jagged rock walls scarred by heavy machinery.

 The Sergeant scanned the shadows beyond the support struts, where resin clung like a disease spreading over steel. The Ensign stumbled on loose gravel, his weapon rising at the sound of skittering just out of sight. Somewhere deeper in the shafts, a hiss rolled through the darkness, promising the colony’s work site had been claimed by something far worse than rockfalls...