Alright guys, this part's short, but I've only just started it, so it's all I've got, and I don't want to make you guys wait for too long. (Because I've been doing that to you WAY too often)

But here it is :)

So far I haven't changed much. I only added a few extra scenes and details from the last one.

So PLEASE. Review after you finish reading this chapter. I'd like to know if my writing has improved since my last story.

Right now, no other chapters are even written, so you guys might be ABLE TO DECIDE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT AFTER REVIEWING!

And I was possibly thinking about having a Beta writer... (I've never had one before, so I have no clue how it actually works)

I was jerked awake by a loud crash. I remember only seeing flashes of my surroundings. The lights were firing sparks as they tried to emit light, and caused them only to flicker to life for short bursts.

For a few moments, nothing made sense. I could see the shards of glass glistening in a puddle of water, and the large cylindrical container labeled 'XR-Specimen 001' beside me on the floor, but I couldn't piece together what had happened. It wasn't until I saw the dead creature beside me that I figured it out.

There was no other explanation for the curled up carcass of a facehugger. Realizing what events will unfold next, I lurched to a sitting position, and immediately regretted it. Pain shot through my body like a bolt of lighting.

I grabbed at my chest, hoping to make it go away, but the pain became a constant, burning sensation that was slowly spreading. Every time I took air into my lungs, they seemed to scream in protest.

Panic began to set in when another sting bolted through me when I managed to get to my feet. The ER… I need the Emergency Room. I thought as I staggered through the halls of the facility. Surprisingly, colleagues of mine were still working in rooms that I had past, without even glancing my way.

Almost there. I urged myself to go further, using the wall as support.

"Hey, Cassie… Are you alright?" I turned to see Brandon, my subordinate, looking at me in concern. I nodded numbly, "Don't worry. I'm just a bit tired, is all." I forced out.

He didn't seem to believe me, but he gave me a small smile, and continued on his way, calling over his shoulder, "Just make sure to get some rest, alright?"

Making sure no one was around, I disappeared into the ER. The lights were turned off, probably because we hadn't had anybody in here for months. I locked the door behind me to make sure no one would interfere with the operation.

As the door shut, the lights came on, sensing my movement. Grabbing my ID card, I staggered up to the closest machine. I swiped the card across the control panel, and searched for the right operation.

After selecting 'Remove Foreign Object' I threw my lab coat onto the floor, hissing through my teeth when another flash of pain coursed through my body.

Before climbing into the machine, I picked up a handful of instant pain killers. I knew they wouldn't take effect until at least two minutes, but it would make the recovery a little easier.

I surgery was fast, but it was unbearable. I could barely stay conscious as the machine made the incision. I tried to hold back a squeak, but it was inevitable. I hoped the door was soundproof, because I was screaming with all my lung power. My vision blurred, and managed to stumble out of the machine after it put the stitches in. I couldn't stand, I couldn't see, but I could most definitely feel the burning sensation in my chest.

Although I was thankful the thing was out of me, I was afraid of what it'd do to me seeing as I was defenseless.

Before I could even turn to see if the creature was even alive, the pain killers kicked in, making me lose consciousness.