Lights filled my eyes as smells of fried foods and coffee filled my nostrils. Cold white steel walls from the maintenance corridor led me to this jumbled mess of consumerism. The ceiling was massive, reaching nearly fifty stories with huge crystal clear tempered window that revealed the universe behind. Streaks of light flew past as everything on the ship traveled through warped space and time. Windows to space always reminded me how small I am. It was nice sometimes. Scary other times.
Space was wonderful, sure. This man made oasis of pleasure which could move throughout the entirety of space was certainly a wonder in itself. Loud music blared from inside of a bar which I was now in the alley behind. Stacked logs that had been cleaned of bark, roughly sanded, and even varnished created a two story log cabin looking restaurant. A dumpster sat in back, though it looked immaculately clean. Chances are good it's just for show. Most garbage was simply deconstructed digitally and stored as energy in the COM network.
Loud shouting resonated beyond the door, followed by more loud chatter. A break in the song revealed a hint of the conversation.
“... really uncalled for man. Why are you always st-”
Another song started up, this one more upbeat than the last. Guitar drowned out the conversation. Who could possibly be talking? I thought this ship was abandoned? Fear tickled my heart. I don't know what to do. I don't have any reason to think they would be hostile if there were stow aways. My head grew light and I tried to regain my composure. Deja Vu set in. That told me something was up. An icon that resembled a woman with a crown of laurel in her tied up hair appeared on my AR.
“Rey? What are you doing in the COM sector?”
I heard her as if she were right next to me.
“I don't know. I was just exploring the maintenance tunnels when I ended up out here. Are there people on board Rig? I hear talking in this bar.”
Silence for a moment. That didn't sit well with me.
“Scans show there are no life forms besides yourself on board. The COM center is however equipped with companion AI. They are solid holograms that you check out from certain... establishments.”
I know it sounds crazy, but I swear I saw Rig's icon roll it's eyes.
“Yes, like escorts. They are not simply for sexual use however. They are also for psychological health purposes for crew who live and work on the ship for years at a time. Would you like me to forward you information on Companion AI?”
That's a thing? I guess I never thought about it.
“Uh, sure Rig. I've got plenty of time to kill.”
Stepping forward, I began to debate whether I should even venture further into the COM sector. I feel like this companion AI business could get tricky. Just as I decided to turn back and head to the security office the door to the restaurant opened. A rather fetching guy stepped out and grabbed a cigarette out of his pocket. He looked right at me as he began to light up the cigarette. I smiled awkwardly and waved. His mouth opened in a wide excited smile as he frantically opened the door back up and shouted as loud as he could.
“Someone's on board! Holy crap guys someone's here!”