"Commander, environmental scan complete. No harmful substances detected. The environment here can sustain human life," said a B-1 battle droid.
"Continue scouting ahead. Find the way to the bridge," Sefrans Tann said.
"Roger roger." Four B-1 battle droids, E-5 rifles in hand, staggered over the piles of corpses on the floor and headed inside. They soon turned a corner and disappeared from view.
It took Sefrans Tann several more minutes to recover. She stepped forward to examine the bodies, confirming her assessment. "Some of these people starved to death. The others died in hand-to-hand combat."
"Hand-to-hand combat?" A Marine soldier froze. "Even a riot wouldn't be like this, would it?"
"No, that's not the right term. It should be called tearing each other apart." Sefrans Tann's voice was grave. "No technique, no pattern. They used their teeth to bite and their nails to claw. Only that could have produced this scene. It resembles the T-Virus infected we use in some ways, but it is also different... These people did not display an overwhelming appetite. Immediately input the viral parameters into the detection system and scan again. Also, no one is to remove their protective suit!"
"I wasn't planning to take it off even if you hadn't said so," one soldier muttered. "This place is too creepy. It reminds me of those horror movies I watched before we set out, Ghost of the Stars Chu Renmei and Old Corpse from an Alien Planet..."
Another soldier holding an instrument said, "Scan complete. No abnormal viruses or bacterial strains detected. There aren't even many harmful gases from decomposing bodies. Looks like these warships' automatic cleaning systems are powerful and have been running the whole time. Are Republic fleet soldiers really that delicate?"
"Move." With the environmental data confirmed, Sefrans Tann stepped over the