Hunt [3]

Within a starship hidden in Calypto's atmosphere was a collection of rooms filled with people. This particular starship didn't have much attack capability, as it was built for an entirely different purpose,

Pure white light without a hint of variation shone down from the ceiling, painting the room an extremely boring yet sterile color.

The room itself was lined with a number of cots, men and women in matching attire running between them to care for those who were transferred to this facility.

"Mmgh…"

A pair of eyes fluttered open, but were immediately blinded by the light. The owner of those eyes attempted to lift his arm to cover them, but soon found that they were restrained by unknown material.

'Where…is this…?'

A thought flashed through the man's head. He instantly became wary. Was he captured by the enemy? Was he going to be interrogated?

But…didn't he die?