"Unwanted Attention" ::Data Salvaged::Continuing at least corrupted Info Module::

[Zaine]

[font=Verdana]Zaine had to find a way to increase the power in the core. But how? He wasn’t sure how long the alien would be gone. [color=#000000]How long was I out? None of the supposedly atomic clocks worked, correctly. Bah my thoughts need to be focused…. The pilot began searching for sources of energy apart from that produced by the core, he wouldn't want to short the core. Or worse….overload it. A thought popped into his head; The receiving tower. "When on emergency power it separated from the central core and was powered off of an inner solar conversion device." The integration into the power core would be simple if a secondary cuplink would fit both the small storage device and the input conduit for the power core. He did have plenty of those type of links lying around. Zaine stood and hobbled over the where the receiving antenna above him. The access panel took a few tries to pry open after being partially melded to the metal around it. Inside, the wiring was frayed nearest to the inner hull but the module seemed intact. He carefully unplugged the conversion device and placed it next to the hole in the floor. Among other debris in the cramped cargo bay, amid smashed boxes and disfigured panels, were several bulbous cuplinks; bundles of wires that served as superior or inferior conductors. He wanted a superior conductor, it would amplify the power in the converter as it transferred to the central core. A rather intact one was lying under some other wires and scrap but it appeared that it could do the job, he grabbed it and inserted the out-bound segment into the converter and gently pushed the male end into the input of the central core. Enabling the energy flow was as easy flipping a switch, the bundle of cords began to smoke and spark as they invisibly transferred energy to the depleted core. The male end began to gather up energy, there was some sort of blockage preventing any more energy from entering the Central Core. Zaine grasped the trembling mass and tried with all his might to fully re-connect the piece. One last shove did the trick but had its consequences, a large jolt threw the pilot six feet, slamming him into the other bay wall. His vision blurred and he began to convulse slightly. As his shaking worsened letters flashed across his Cornea, random letters….and symbols. Zaine's head began to pound against the ground, but he no longer felt that. Pressure was building up in his head, an intense pain that stole the attention of all his feelings. All he could think about was the pain, a gathering of energy in his body that would cause him to explode……building….building… "Nnnyahhhhgahhh!!!!!" As he stiffened one last time his vision flashed and faded, but two words scrolled across his mind. ::Free Me:: The pilot began to lose consciousness as he wondered who was speaking; him….or the new thing inside……