DATO - Cinematic Audiobook (Deep Space Survival Horror)
theprotectorV1 for Artie Glenn
A 38 year old retired Captain of the Space Force, Artie Glenn is our lead character and focus of the story. As captain of his cargo vessel, DATO Six, with his wife Lara as his fist mate, Artie is known for his calm and collective leadership qualities. When things start to go south, Artie is the one who's always ready to find the quickest solution with deep space as his constant foe. Ever the optimist, Artie's number one priority as captain is keeping him and his crew alive, refusing to give up even when the odds of survival are stacked against him.
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With an infuriated yell, he drilled his foot into the workstation
again, flipping the table over on its side. Artie’s eyes opened to see Patrick kicking the table over with a loud bang on the steel floor. Artie hopped up from his place on the floor, and rushed over to Patrick. He grabbed him by the collar and slammed
him into the full metal crate behind him. Artie glared at him
through his pale, sickly stare.
Artie:
(Scolding him)
“You lose your temper like that again, and you’ll bring that thing right to us.”
Patrick:
“If it’s going to kill us all, it should just get it over with,”
Patrick replied, not bothering to fight back.
Artie:
(Scolding him)
“So, what? You run yourself out of smokes and now you’ve decide your life’s not worth living anymore?”
Patrick:
“It knows we are in here. It’s probably already trying to find a way in to us right now.”
Artie:
(Scolding him)
“The only animal in here right now is you,”
Artie replied letting go of Patrick.
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Stepping into the cargo bay, Artie swiftly picked up the space heater from off the table. The power cord resisted against him, reminding him it was still tethered to the heavy Schooner battery next to the workstation. He placed the heater back down and thought to himself. He glanced back at the crates lining the cargo bay, and rushed over to them. Lem ran in after him and stopped at the workstation.
Lem:
“Wait! We could use this!”
shouted Lem over to him.
Artie:
(Hurrying, hollering back to her)
“It would take too long, and it’s attached to the battery!”
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Artie replied, grabbing a crate wrenching tool to open the each
of the cargo containers.
Lem:
“What’s your plan then?”
asked Lem running over to
him.
Artie:
(Quickly searching)
“Don’t know yet. Start cracking open these crates and tell me if you find anything useful,”
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Artie said to her. Splitting up, Artie and Lem one by one began opening the crates in the room. Crate after crate was filled with processed ore or broken drilling tools from the station.
Lem:
“We have a ship full of drilling supplies, and yet none of
it works. Ironic,”
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Lem said, opening another crate.
Lem:
“They are all filled with the same thing. All except this one.”
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Lem reached down into the crate and picked up a small, closed, white container. She read the label out loud.
Lem:
“Ammonium nitrate. Still of no help.”
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Artie lowered the lid on the crate he was opening and hurried over to her.
Artie:
(Stopping his search)
“Wait! What did you say?”
Lem:
“Ammonium nitrate. This crate is filled with bottles of it.”
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Artie ran back over to the crate he was opening and picked up one of the boring heads, examining the surface of it.
Artie:
(Quickly ordering her)
“Get back to Patrick and tell him to start making a hole in the wall,”
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said Artie.
Lem:
“What? Why?”
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asked Lem.
Artie:
(Ordering her)
“Just go!”
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shouted Artie.
Lara:
“Art!”
shouted Lara over the console speaker in the living quarters. Artie opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a moment. He had just fallen asleep. Artie jumped up from his bed and walked over to the console in the room.
Artie:
(Waking up)
“Yeah?,”
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he said back to her as he sat up.
Lara:
“They are ready for us,”
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Lara replied.
Artie:
“All right. I’m on my way up.”
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Artie rubbed the sleep away from his eyes as he reached over to the foot of the bed to grab his flight jacket. Slipping an arm into his jacket, he suddenly felt the whole ship change course, gently rolling him back onto the bed. He stared at the wall for a moment with only one arm in his jacket, his eyes were wide and alert. The cabin lights went dark. The ships red alert light began flashing followed by the master alarm wailing across the ship’s PA.
Lara:
“ART!”
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shouted Lara again over the console.
Artie put his other arm in his jacket, trying to hurry over to the console near the door.
Artie:
“What the hell was that?!”
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He shouted.
Lara:
“I don’t know! Engine four just stopped responding!”
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shouted Lara over the alarm.
Artie:
“Shut it down then!”
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Artie replied.
Lara:
“I tried already! I can’t! Something’s wrong!”
