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"Always opening doors for you." The male's Ghost had muttered. "This will just be a second." With a wide beam of light flashing from the Ghost's single eye, it began to scan and hack the door controls. They were old and rusted, but with power back on, it was easy to interface with it. The storage room door slid open after a few seconds of idle waiting. "There we go. All done."

Within the storage room was plenty of unopened crates marked for several destinations: Ishtar Sink, Venus; Ocean of Storms, Moon; Russia and London on Earth, just to name a few locations that were listed on the shipping directives. Such information was spread right on the crate, connected with a holographic display that flickered as if struggling to stay on. Arxus waltzed around the corner and happened to discover the fate of the former station attendees.

A couple skeletons sat in a corner, hugging each other. Sizable holes were left in both of their skulls, likely caused by a Line Rifle shot. Arxus shook his head and sighed. "You'd think by now, I'd be used to seeing this sort of thing." He remarked towards no one in particular. Arxus shifted his attention towards one of the closest shipping crates. Digging his digits into the grooves between lid and crate, he attempted to pry off the cover.