As the world ends it begins

*BEEP*  *BEEP*  *BEEP*

An alarm going off is one of the worst things that could happen in this facility. It means one of three things. One, we're all going to die from a self destruct. Two, we're all going to die from an escaped specimen. Three, the toilets are busted. As I ran to my station in the lower levels I saw water everywhere, "Well. Shit." Not to be punny. I pressed the button that called the local plumber to come in and fix it.

(This is just a stupid chapter I added in from boredom at the beginning.)

Week 1

"Hello. My name is Dave. These are my weekly diaries that I am required to record to describe this weeks advances in deep space technology. Sooo I guess we had a plumbing back up and spent the last three days cleaning up that mess. We just now managed to get back on track developing the newest prototype of interdimensional trans communication. Other than that I don't think that we have done much to advance much technology. Oh yes I nearly forgot. WE GOT A MESSAGE. After 30 years of developing deep space probes and communications we finally received a message from deep space and I've gotta say me and the staff couldn't be prouder of ourselves. It was very staticy but after running it through extensive audio enhancing software we found it was simply saying 'Is anyone out there?' We sent out a return message following the same frequency stating that we were. This is brilliant." End message.

Week 2

"It's me again. This week we have managed to create conversation with the extraterrestrials and have found out that they are pinging messages using 'magic' and not technology. This has yet to be proven but they seem to be in a more medieval technological age so it's most likely a different method being used so 'magic' is not out of the question. I guess that's it for this week so see ya." End message.