[ferretchucker]

Opening Credits roll. Fade to Dante, Gorephobia, Hammerfan and Massacre Man. Gorephobia regains consciousness.

Gorephobia: AHH! Shit! Fire! Everywhere!

Massacre Man: Dude! Calm down. It's alright. You're safe.

Gorephobia: Newb?

Massacre Man shakes his head.

Gorephobia: Oh yeh...I remember now.

Massacre Man looks back through the bullet hole he was inspecting earlier.

Hammerfan: That...I did that earlier...

Dante: Shhh. You've lost a lot of blood.

Massacre Man: How did you do it?

Hammerfan: I was...fainting...and the gun went off.

Massacre Man: How long ago?

Dante: Why does it matter?

Massacre Man: Take a look.

Dante: What?

He looks through the hole. The camera shows a faint red light, changing every second.

Dante: What is that?

Gorephobia: Anybody want to explain what's going on?

Massacre Man: I'll be fucked if that doesn't look like a countdown...

Gorephobia: Isn't that the weapon lady's store room?

Massacre Man: Yeh. That's what I'm afraid of.

Dante: Open it up.

Massacre Man: I can't. She's got one of the only locks on the ship that I don't have control over.

Dante: Jesus.

He jumps up, shooting through the roof and disappears for a moment.

Gorephobia: Where did he-

Dante drops back through the roof.

Dante: This isn't good.

He holds out a large box, about the size of a safe. There's a countdown behind reinforced glass. It says 1:30:11, counting down.

Massacre Man: Is that what I think it is?

Dante: Yeh...

Gorephobia: Is that a bomb.

Dante: A powerful one.

Massacre Man: FUCK!

Gorephobia: How powerful?

Dante: Blow up the moon powerful...this makes the fatman look like a firecracker.

Massacre Man: STUPID BITCH! Why would she keep this on here?

Hammerfan: I'm sorry.

Dante: What for?

Hammerfan: I shot it...it's my fault.

Massacre Man inspects it. There's a bullet indentation in the side.

Massacre Man: Yeh. Looks like it is.

Dante: Calm down!

Massacre Man: I'll calm down when I know I'm not about to become a radioactive piece of jerky!

Gorephobia: Maybe we can...I don't know. Cut the wire?

Dante: Not in real life.

Gorephobia: Shit...so what do we do?

Massacre Man: Send the fucker to Earth!

Dante: Wouldn't get there fast enough. The blast would still kill us.

Massacre Man: Wait...what about the ship's engine?

Gorephobia: It's not working, is it?

Massacre Man: But if we get to the manual power up. The one that taps into the black fusion reserves...it should power the ship for a good twenty minutes.

Gorephobia: Why would they just make it for twenty minutes?

Massacre Man: Black Fusion isn't cheap. Or easy. Or safe. But it does work in any conditions. Probably even against that light this Captain Dante was on about.

Gorephobia: Okay...but then won't the engines just detonate the bomb?

Dante: No...not at first. This thing's tough. The bullet barely made a scratch. It's just unlucky it hit the section which starts the timer...

Massacre Man: But if I remember, the fusion should absorb the blast. It works like a miniature black hole.

Dante: That might work. That really might.

Massacre Man: Captain Dante, go up to the fusion center.

Dante: I can do that.

Massacre Man: Gorephobia, you come with me to start up the manual power. It's time I started acting like a Captain again.

Dante: What about Hammerfan?

Massacre Man: Dante...

Dante: Don't you dare...

Massacre Man looks at the pale Hammerfan, who's eyes are closing.

Massacre Man: Is she gonna make it?

Dante: I'm taking her with me.

Massacre Man: She'll slow you dow-

Dante: I don't care!

Massacre Man: Okay...just remember, if you don't get there in time, she's dead anyway.

Massacre Man and Gorephobia jog off. Dante picks up the bomb and then lifts Hammerfan up. He sprints off, the weight barely affecting him. Ending credits roll.