Dead Space: Marker Rising Peak

Dead Space: Marker Rising
By Ahura Werewolf



Note: Dead Space and all materials therein are copyrighted to EA Games.


The lonely emptiness of the colony struck Isaac as being rather odd. It is hard to believe that in the days prior it had been alive with the sounds of workers busy cracking the hard surface of Aegis 7. The only sign of life on the barren surface was the colony. The occasional dust storms had been the only reprieve for the workers from stepping foot outside of the colony. Not even a shred of plant life could find it’s roots. The winds had stripped any of the soil only leaving the hard bedrock bound like iron. What remained of the colony was like a lifeless shell that echoed with the voices of hundreds. The torment of their final moments lay spattered on the walls and floors. Bloody hand prints where they clung as they were pulled into the darkness. Barricades stood as erected monuments to the utter futility that hadn’t seeped into the minds of the survivors. Organic masses grew over the walls and floors renting them into ghastly shapes. The warped metal and growth attached to it created sickly looking cathedrals of soggy death. The pews stained with puss and blood intermingled with the occasional silent patron. Who lay sitting or laying with glassy eyes open and full of terror, mouths agape in an silent scream.