1628, Collapse of the Second Battlegroup
The Knight-class Star Destroyer, serving as the battlegroup flagship, flew toward another warship with its number three engine blazing fiercely. Over the comms, the battlegroup commander only said that his ship had suffered a malfunction, then said nothing more and shut off communications, keeping silent as the ship continued onward.
"General? General? Please respond! General!" Calls kept coming through the comms.
"General! Where is the fighter that attacked your ship?"
"Full Anti-Stealth radar sweep!"
The captains of the other warships were no fools. They too sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly pressed for answers.
But the battlegroup commander remained silent, slumped pale-faced in his seat. At that moment, the four rotting corpses holding him gripped him hard again. The commander knew what they meant. Trembling, he picked up the communicator again, cleared his throat with a dry cough, and said, "That fighter escaped... its whereabouts are unknown..."
The captain aboard one of the other warships fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "General, has something happened aboard your ship? Can you activate the video feed?"
"No... nothing! The communicator is malfunctioning!" The commander was drenched in cold sweat, with no idea what he should say.
"...General, turn away immediately. You cannot continue approaching my ship. Otherwise... we will open fire." The captain of the Knight-class Star Destroyer being approached spoke over the comms as well.
The commander's chest heaved violently. Then, all at once, he activated the communicator's video feed and screamed hysterically, "Fire on us!! Hurry! Fire on me!! Everyone has become dead! Everyone!!!"
A rotting corpse beside him immediately swiped with its claws, opening its decayed jaws and biting down at the same time!
But the commander had already drawn the Blaster pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger