The chain link fence had been torn open, pushed inwards, the jagged fence parts tinted with blood. The sign "Copper Station" was dented and barely hanging from the fence. People gasped at the size of the hole and the damage that had been done to it and by it. It was bigger than what was required for a seal to get through, but still had ripped flesh in areas a seal would be unable to reach. An elderly man dressed in a thick coat and buff pants pulled the bits of flesh from the fence and held them up, examining them. They were frozen solid, the arctic winter weather having taken its tole. A younger man pushed through the crowd and joined the elderly man at the fence.

"Reckon it was a seal Lancaster?" the young man asked, observing the flesh in Lancaster's hand with his blue eyes.

"Could be, but it'd have to be a pretty damn big seal to make this kind of damage" Lancaster replied gruffly, pointing at the hole.

"Could have been a herd of feral penguins, huh?" the young man chuckled, scratching his oak coloured beard..

"Quit it with the jokes Campbell" Lancaster said sternly "whatever it was, we didn't even see it come in. Now it's roaming around a hundred or so buildings and a construction active area. Last thing we need are those fucking animal rights bastards getting on our case because we crushed a few of the fucking natives".

"Alright, alright. Should we start splitting them into groups then?" Campbell asked, nodding to the small crowd surrounding the fence.

"Yeah, alright. Get them ready".

"Blake, what do you think got through the fence?" Lauren asked as they trudged through the snow along the fence line "I mean, it was completely torn open".

"I dunno, could have been a seal like Lancaster said" Blake replied, his breath leaving his body in a misty cloud.

"You honestly think a seal would've torn through without giving a fuck about ripping its own flesh?" Lauren continued "seals don't tend to move around much at all when they're hurt".

"Well, the base is only a short distance from the ocean so it isn't implausible that a leopard seal or something broke through" Blake readjusted his coat. "Speaking of leopard seals, is the gun loaded? I don't want to be the next Gareth" he said, looking at the rifle hanging on Lauren's shoulder.

"Yeah. The tranq dart is in there. If we see one of those fuckers, I'll just let one rip into its side and we won't have to lose some meat like Gareth did" she paused. "How is that prick?" Lauren smirked.

"Last time I saw him, he seemed fine. Keeps to his room a lot though. Must be irritating to walk around with a gnawed leg" Blake grimaced, his body shivering even more with the thought of a butchered limb.

Lauren noticed the extra shivers coursing through Blake "oh, stop being such a pussy! I won't let the seals get to you" she took the rifle off her shoulder and held it in her arms, pointing it in front of them. "Not while I have this bad mother fucker with me" she smirked.

With an awful British accent, Blake replied "it's very unladylike of you to be using such profanity miss Carter".

"Oh shut up you jerk" Lauren smiled.

And as they continued to walk along the fence in the freezing cold, they both laughed, the piercing wind carrying the sounds off into the distance.

"What have you guys got planned for tomorrow? You swapping schedules with someone again or are you actually gonna go in to work?" Hui asked as she walked down the hallway with Christian and Rachel.

"We're doing some important calculations tomorrow so I'm going to work. I'm getting bored around here anyway and I need to keep myself occupied" Rachel replied.

"Might go see how the guys are doing with the construction, help if I can. We're still waiting on some parts to be delivered and they won't be here for another week" Christian responded.

They continued down the hallway, the lights slowly dimming as they went along. Hui pulled her sleeve back and looked at her watch.

"It's getting late. Anybody still up for some snooker?" Hui said, pointing down the adjoining corridor.

Christian and Rachel looked at each other then back at Hui.

"I've been meaning to play, but I'm kinda tired and I might head back to my room. What about you Rachel?" Christian asked, scratching his head.

"Sorry Hui. Maybe tomorrow. I'm still recovering from that last beating I got from you" Rachel chuckled.

"Yeah, okay. That's fine. I need some rest anyway. I fell asleep during work today and had to have Lauren wake me" Hui smiled. "I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow then".

"Yeah, see ya Hui" Christian said starting off down the corridor.

"Bye Hui" Rachel said, following him.

Hui stood alone in the dimly lit corridor, watching after them.

"Not too tired to have sex" Hui said to herself as she walked down a different corridor. "Oh well, at least someone's getting some action out here" she smirked, tapping down the tiled corridor.

Rachel giggled as Christian lifted her off the floor, burying his head into her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist and grabbed around his neck, holding on to him as he backed her up to the wall.

"You couldn't wait until we were in our room?" Rachel continued to giggle.

Christian gave a muffled reply.

"What?" she laughed.

Christian brought his head out and looked at her, grinning "I'm a horny bastard" and pushed his head into her chest, continuing to move along the wall until they were up against the door to their room.

Rachel let out a series of gasps and giggles as they got more intense in their actions. She heard the sound of Christian undoing his pants and then soon felt his hand reach between her legs, trying to pull down on the zipper.

"Here, let me help" she said, breathing heavily.

Her blonde hair had fallen down in front of her eyes, blocking her line of sight to where the action was about to take place. She flicked her head back, her hair swinging out of her eyes. As she started to look down again to help Christian along, something caught her eye across the corridor. Rachel's heart started to beat a little faster, but not because of what Christian was doing. The door to the washroom was wide open, the lights flickering on the lime tiled walls and floors. At the very back of the room, she could see what she thought was tattered rags. And along with those tattered rags was a pool of blood that they were stewing in.

"Oh my God! Chr...Christian!" Rachel stammered.

Christian didn't pay any attention, continuing to push into her.

"Christian! Stop!" Rachel said, slapping the back of his head.

Christian pulled his head away from her breasts, looking at her as if annoyed "what is it? What's wrong?" he asked.

Rachel pushed Christian off of her and pointed across the corridor to the tatters. Christian pulled his pants up and so did Rachel, slowly shuffling towards the washroom as they did so. The lights continued to flicker and as they did, both Christian and Rachel could see that there were blood splatters going all the way up the wall, stopping at the ceiling.

"That's so much blood" Rachel whispered.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Christian said as he ran back down the corridor.

He reached a small red box on the wall, and using his elbow, broke through the small glass casing. The glass jingled as it hit the tiled floor. Christian grabbed on to the small handle and pulled downwards.

"It's okay Rachel! Help's coming!" Christian yelled down the hallway to Rachel who was now slumped on the floor in shock. The emergency sirens started to ring and echo throughout the complex. "Help's coming" he whispered to himself.