The ship was practically empty and void of life, no corrupted anywhere like was per the usual for one of the old, abandoned, orokin ships. Whether or not it was because this was a ship that had already been cleared out by other Tenno who had happened upon a key that lead to it, or the sentry turret that would normally spawn them just wasn’t operating on this one.
But that wasn’t important, the Mirage and her Specter controlling Cephalon could care less about why there weren’t any enemies. Why there were here was in search of information in hopes of locating someone. There had to be some kind of console with hackable data left in it somewhere, right? One that had the coordinates as to which tenno were assigned to what ship.
Since there wasn’t any immediate danger, the two decided it would be best to split up and cover more ground quicker. But they kept in contact through the comms link feature that was installed Myra’s audio implants.
Eventually the woman came to a room that she wished she hadn’t come across. She looked in and immediately felt sick to her stomach.
She had come to the morgue.
She was just about to turn on her heels and leave, but something caught her eye and she froze.
There was a child there. A tiny, severely frightened, child.