Station Alpha-4(Part 2)."Welcome back to Station Alpha-4", says the computer.
Now you can hear machinery coming to life around you, humming softly to itself, working busily and diligently at some unknown task. Every few moments, there's a beep, or a sharp clicking sound, or a faint whirring noise. Also, there's a hint of a grinding sound -- a sound that shouldn't be there. And there! A strange, buzzing, off-kilter noise that you can't identify. It sounds like some of the machinery is... is... wearing down? That's impossible, of course. The cleaner nanobots constantly perform repairs on the station; at least, that's what you learned in school. You put it out of your mind for now, because your memories are slowly returning, and that is much more interesting.
You're starting to remember a bit more about where you are, and
who you are. This place is Station Alpha-4, of course, in orbit above the planet Earth -- ah, Earth. You had forgotten about the Earth. A water planet, in the sweet spot of the star system, where the Sun's kiss is neither hot nor cold, but warm, if not loving. Not that you've ever been there. Your birthright is Station Alpha-4, the place where you spent your entire life: where you grew up, where you went to school, where you first found love...
Where you expected to die.
"Generation of the Mansassi Effect is complete, stasis fields are degenerating and will disperse presently," the computer informs you.
Before you can wonder just how long "presently" is, all of the liquid rushes away from your body, and you are left standing on a small dais of some sort. Now, you can clearly see your surroundings. It's a small, semicircular room, dimly lit by softly glowing green wall panels, and dominated by what appears to be a large control console on a pedestal near the far wall ahead of you. You look to your left and right, and are shocked to see... three other naked people. For some reason, this makes your face feel hot. Oh, yes, now you remember: embarrassment.
You step down from the dais, but unfortunately, your leg doesn't want to hold your weight just yet, and you fall bonelessly to the floor. Luckily, the floor has a soft, rubberlike quality, no doubt designed in anticipation of just such an occurence. You try to cry out as you fall, but your voice is gone, too, at least for the moment. Suddenly, you feel tired, absolutely exhausted. You close your eyes, and know nothing more for a while.
Author's Note: Part 3 will soon be ready for postageness upon request. Of course, at some poin the PCs will be taking over, so it can only go on so long. 