!#L#You look worried. What's wrong?
?#L#I don't know... I was looking through some of the burned remains of the attackers.
!#L#And what were you able to find out? Are they really our own crew?
?#L#I believe so... at least I found some ID-chips that definitely belonged to G.S.A employees.
?#L#Here, this one belonged to Marc Althon. Remember him? He was the one who whipped us at our last poker night, and Mule wanted to smash his face in because he was convinced he was cheating.
!#L#I guess that means we really are fighting our own crew. Damn it! But why them and not us?
?#L#Not a clue. We'll have to find out more.
?#L#What are we going to do next? If Josh is right, there aren't many rational people left on board of Goliath. 
?#L#But at least we found Mule.
!#L#We should definitely look for other survivors. The more of us we can find, the better.
?#L#Oh, before I forget, give me your arm...
!#L#Ow!!
!#L#What was that?!
?#L#Josh and I reprogrammed our Med station so that we can beam ourselves back here as soon as our vitals are critical.
!#L#That's possible? Why haven't we used this earlier? 
?#L#It's a prototype of a new firmware currently being developed for Class-A citizens. Josh was working on the engineer team and was able to validate these chips.
?#L#All of us now have one of them under our skin. It should give us a significant advantage over the intruders.
!#L#I presume there's a catch to this?
?#L#Yeah, it hurts like hell should you ever need to use it. So don't do anything stupid. You'll regret it.
!#L#Better than dying, I'm sure. Thanks!