Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-28917471-20150409152900

While the inhabitants of the Gambit were proceeding with their every-day life, something unthinkable happend. All of the sudden, half of the ship's power went off. The inhabitants of the back sections of the ship have suddenly fell in fear, as if the light of God-Emperor has left them. Anarchy and terror consumed the slave-workers, piligrims, soldiers and countless more less- fortunate  souls who found themselves in the clutches of the darkness.

The front sections of the ship was more stable. Though it did fall into the darkness as well, it power was back on with the help of the Sub-Generatorium. Everyone were motionless for a few seconds, then the panic began.

The vox- transceiver of the Captain's chamber was turned on, a fearfull voice could be heard from the device.

"My Lord! Are you well?! If you can hear me, then please, by the Emperor's grace! Head to the Ship's Command Bridge now! We have an unfortunate news! May the Emperor help us! -  the communication was cut off.