Don’t miss Spider, Part One
Spider (Part 2)
by Patrice Sarath
“Attention. Attention. Stay in your quarters. Attention. Attention. Stay in your quarters.”
The bloody pink light of the station alarm washed over Shane and Ray as they pushed at top speed toward the residential arm. Despite the warning, most of the station population was watching from their doorways, in various stages of ragged middle of the night un-dress, hair floating around fluid-bloated faces.
They encountered the first drifting blood drops as they rounded the corner of the miners’ section. Adrift in the corridor was the body of one of the brothers, barely conscious. Shane reached him first, wrestling the body around so she could run a diagnostic. His face was battered, as if the other brother had tied him to a rail and then kept ramming an oxygen canister at his nose. She fished for his I.D. Rose.
“Where’s Carter, Rose?” She said. His eyes fluttered, but he made no response.
“Where’s medic?” Ray yelled into his mic. “What is taking you guys so long?”
“On our way,” came a voice over the radio.