Week One, Friday - 2100 hours...

"So, what do ya'll think happened to wipe out all life on Earth?" Malik stated, addressing the other five, sitting guards in the room.

"Mal, it's less than a couple thousand years in the future. Take your pick," Eyal started to count off fingers on his right hand, "global warming, nuclear warfare, mutated whatevers, etcetera."

"You'd think we could use the NTTR to figure it out and keep it from happening," Killian mused and tossed a ball of paper into a garbage pail like a basketball.

"No way," Kara spoke up, her legs crossed and stretched out in front of her, propped up on an empty chair. "Butterfly Effect, guys, c'mon."

"Oh, look at our nerdy Colonel," Dimitri laughed.

Eyal pushed his lip out, "She's not wrong."

Kara, though she was still listening to the conversation, kept her eyes on the screens to the right. The black and white security camera feed flicked throughout C Block: the cell halls, common area, mess hall, and door leading the the security nest they were tucked in currently.

"I thought Butterfly Effect was only relevant if you went back in time," Captain Jackson interjected, barely looking up from the paper he was scribbling on.

"Well, if we use knowledge from now and go back to 'our time', it's still Butterfly Effect, isn't it, Captain," Kara replied.

Eyal tilted his head to one side, "what's your first name, Jackson?"

Dimitri started to laugh while Malik chuckled.

"Jackson," Jackson replied.

Eyal's eyes lit up and a smirk turned one side of his mouth, "You're Jackson Jackson?"

Amused, Kara looked to Jackson and smiled.

Jackson rolled his eyes, "yep, my parents hated me. But, seriously, alright? Butterfly Effect aside," he leaned forward in his chair, "if we find out what made humans extinct wouldn't that be a benefit to- oh, holy shit!" He pointed at the security camera screens.

On one of the TV screens, was a single prisoner pressing himself against the wall of the Mess Hall.

Killian stood quickly, his rolling chair flying out from under him. "How the hell did he get out of his cell," he shouted as he ran for the door.

"Whoa, blondie, hold on!" Malik ran after him.

The door slid open and shut behind them while Kara got out of her seat to stand directly in front of the screens, her hands on her hips. "What is he doing? He should know that there's nothing out there- nothing but radiation and a vacuum of air..."

"A perk of time travel," Jackson stated absentmindedly.

"These people are unstable, that's why we're here instead of in our time," Dimitri stated plainly, leaning back in his chair.

"It's not like he's getting out, Kara. This is solid steel and there aren't any doors," Eyal re-assured, coming to stand beside her, his hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I suppose," Kara concurred hesitantly as she watched Malik and Killian's pursuit, from screen to screen, down the halls to get to the Mess. They burst into the room and immediately ran to body slam the prisoner into the wall.

"We should go check his cell, see how he got out," Eyal digressed.

"Good idea," Kara said absentmindedly, watching the screen closely, her eyes wide, "-oh my god, he has something!" She grabbed the radio attached to her left breast pocket, "Malik, he has something in his han-"

As the words left her mouth a bright, white light emanated from the screen and the feed went static.

Her mouth fell open, Dimitri and Jackson were on their feet and joined Eyal by Kara's side, the four of them staring in shock.

An automated voice came over the speaker system: Facility Reconstruction in Progress. Breach in Wall number one-nine-seven. Facility Reconstruction in Progress. Radiation detected, Quarantine measures activated.

"I'm going down there," Kara stated, her mouth closing audibly.

"Kara wait, that section will be in lockdown," Eyal reached for her arm and managed to grasp her elbow. "You can't get in- even if you wanted. The Radiation and, you know, lack of oxygen is a huge factor right now."

She wrenched her arm free and moved away, "They could still be alive!"

"He's right, you know," Dimitri mumbled as he ran his hands down the sides of his face, his eyes closed. "They're gone. We just have to wait for the facility to Reconstruct."

"You've got to be kidding-" Kara started but froze when the feed came back online and showed the building reconstructing itself. Two bodies lay in the center of the block, Malik and Killian.

"They're there," she pointed at the screen then looked back at the two men who stood perfectly still, their gazes downcast, Jackson couldn't seem to look away from the feed.

"At least we can send them back to their families." Eyal stated.

"No, the radiation, we won't be able to." Dimitri reminded.

Kara shook her head and looked back at the screen, leaning close to see the bodies better, "where's the prisoner? We-" A blur moved across the screen, directly in front of the camera feed. It was transparent and moved like a flare across the television or refracted light, "-what was that?"

"What was what," Eyal asked.

"There- there was a thing..." Kara waved a finger at the screen as she stumbled over her words.

Dimitri nodded in mock understanding, "Oh, a thing?"

"What 'thing'," Eyal ignored Dimitri's comment and encouraged Kara's findings.

"It was like a- like a ghost. It moved across the screen," Kara pointed where she'd seen the transparent blur she was calling a 'ghost'.

"I didn't see anything," Dimitri crossed his arms.

"We'll run the footage, we have to send it back to 'the other side' anyway. Evidence in the accident report," Jackson attempted to placate all parties.

Dimitri scoffed, "Accident!?"

Jackson threw up his arms and huffed, "well, wha-"

"Block C, this is Block A, what the hell just happened?!" a voice boomed through the intercom in the room and made all four of them jump.

Eyal looked to Kara who took a deep breath and took up the radio off the desk, "This is Colonel O'Neil, we have a breach. Reconstruction in progress but we lost two men and one prisoner. We're sending a report to TOS now." She dropped the radio like it was on fire and stormed out of the room, leaving the three men to stare at the screens in silence.

***

Week Two, Wednesday - 1400 Hours...

Kara walked to the right of Eyal down the narrow hallway. The smell of chemical, urine and sweat made her lip curl. It was a good thing there were no windows in the facility or, despite the radiation outside, she would be tempted to open it.

She pulled her lips into a tight line, "I can't get into contact with the TOS ever since we sent that footage through the Tesla."

Eyal looked through the clear cell walls as they walked down the hall, each prisoner was lying on a cot. "Kara, what did you expect? That they'd evacuate everyone when they saw the psycho blow the wall?"

"Three men were killed, two of them were our own people. And I saw something on the feed. Something got in."

"Do you hear yourself right now," he laughed, his face contorting with bitter amusement, "'something got in.' You sound like the crazy old person in a horror movie."

Kara frowned and rolled her eyes, "Stop making a joke, I'm serious."

He frowned, "isn't it more likely just a flare-"

A scream emanated from the end of the block. It echoed in the narrow hall and made Kara's skin crawl and Eyal's heart rate to fluctuate rapidly. Without so much as exchanging a glance at one another, they both broke into a run simultaneously. Despite their heavy footfalls, their steps were drowned by pained screams that harmonized with the scared shouts from the other inmates, who now stood pressed against their cell doors trying to see the source of the disturbance.

They stopped at the cell just as the screams stopped. They stood outside the plexiglass walls with wide eyes, Kara's mouth agape. Both prisoners in the cell were dead; their exposed skin, from their faces to their arms and hands, red and chapped. Their faces, discolored and contorted in permanent fear, were charred around the mouth- their lips all but burned away. One of the prisoners started to move and Kara reached for her keycard to unlock the door.

"No," Eyal shouted and pulled her away.

"He's still alive," she resisted and shook his grasp. Kara swiped her card and the door opened just as the prisoner reached the sliding door. He fell through the threshold head first and landed at her feet, lying on his stomach, his arms reaching out above his head.

The smell was rancid, burnt flesh and stale, de-oxygenated air rushed out into the hallway. Both Kara and Eyal stumbled back instinctively, burying their faces in the crook of their arms. When she recovered from the initial shock, Kara knelt beside the prisoner - now completely still - and rolled him onto his back. The signs of petechiae in his eyes made her frown as she put her fingers to his chapped neck.

When she couldn't find what she was looking for, she looked up from her kneeling position to meet Eyal's wide eyes and announced; "he's dead."

***

Week Two, Wednesday - 1800 Hours...

"There wasn't a breach, I already told you," Kara shouted at Dimitri who threw up his arms and walked away from her.

The four of them stood in the Security Nest, a live feed of all the other block representatives streamed light in the otherwise darkened room.

"Excuse me, how did these men die, exactly," a Block A representative questioned.

"Radiation and Asphyxiation, like the two from the Mess Hall," Dimitri snapped at him. "That just means we had a breach in a cell block, not a 'ghost'," he continued to shout but his fiery gaze was directed at Kara who returned it in kind.

"I'm not saying it's a ghost," Kara addressed Dimitri first and then the rest of the panel on the screen, "I'm saying that some-thing is doing this."

"Is there any chance the prisoner who caused the Mess Hall Breach is responsible? As I understand you never recovered his body, correct?"

"Sir, the man was vacuumed out of the walls- he's likely nothing but dust in the wind by now," Dimitri informed dispassionately.

"Then, I'm sorry, Colonel, there's not enough evidence to support your theory. Unless there is another incident, we treat this as another breach. Thankfully, it was reconstructed before it killed anyone else. Consider yourselves lucky."

"Sir-" Kara tried to interject.

"If you have other concerns, send a request for the autopsy report from hub."

"Sir-"

The feed cut, leaving the four of them in almost complete darkness- illuminated only by a red, blinking light. Eyal watched the security screens, his arms crossed against his chest.

Kara turned to glare at Dimitri, her shoulders back and hands on her hips, "We should be evacuating. We know nothing of this time, there could be something out there- in here - that's killing people. This is becoming a serious threat, the count is up to five-"

"Two people," Dimitri insisted.

She scrunched her face in disgust, "You are such a-"

An alarm blared and they joined Eyal and Jackson at the screens. Eyal pointed to one in particular where a blur of refracted light moved from one tv to the other. Dimitri stared with bulging eyes and jaw dropped but Kara spun on her heel and grabbed a rifle out of the locker. She was out of the room before Eyal could say anything.

He ran after her, Dimitri close behind. As they ran full speed down the stairs to the halls, Kara started to shout into her radio, "we have an emergency, contact the General. We're evacuating, now!"

She arrived at the door and it slid open in front of her. "Hit the release!" she ordered offhandedly with one foot in the cell block and the other still in the main hall.

Dimitri refused, "These pyschos will take any excuse to attack or escape, I'm not just letting them out of their cells without Zed or restraints!"

"That's an order!"

Before Dimitri could react, Eyal shoved him aside to insert his keycard and hit the red button on the panel outside of the cell block. A secondary alarm, much shriller than the first, sounded along with the initial blaring one.

The cell doors opened but only a few prisoners, closest to the door they'd come through, stepped out and made a break for the exit. Kara looked into one of the cells that had no evacuee's and her shoulders slumped. The inmates were charred and discolored, dead.

"Kara," Eyal shouted as the fleeing inmates pushed by him, his shoulders jerked back with each collision with other bodies.

"I'm coming..."

"No, look out!"

She looked to her left to look at him then followed his pointed finger to look to her right. A transparent blur with a rust orange aura was floating across the hall- a few yards away from her. It had no defined shape like a transient ball of gas as it started to move towards her.

"Run," she said to no one in particular. There was still a prisoner down the hall, running her way and she waved him on, "c'mon! Run!"

The blur, a wraith, began to charge after the last prisoner. Kara pivoted, aimed her rifle, and began to shoot at it. The bullets rushed through it with no effect. It swooped down and blanketed the prisoner who began to shriek as blisters formed on his skin. His skin began to burn away, his blond hair fizzled to nothingness, and his shirek turned into desperate gasps as he reached for her.

She dropped her rifle and outstretched an arm to the prisoner. There was a foot between them but just as she thought he would reach her fingertips, an arm wrapped around her waist while another hand pushed her arm down as she was wrenched over the threshold. The door slid closed.

Kara pulled away from the arms surrounding her. She didn't need to look to know it was Eyal who had pulled her out of there. A single gunshot from behind caused Kara to jump, her shoulders jolting violently. She turned to see the control panel for the door shot to pieces, a flick of her eyes revealed the gun that had done it- held by Dimitri.

"We're leaving," he said.

She ran a hand down the side of her face and began to pant slightly, "Were you able to get a hold of the other Blocks?"

Eyal shook his head and glanced over his shoulders to the shocked prison mates, "No, it's just static."

"What the hell was that thing!?" A chorus of shouts and questions followed immediately after the first question posed by one of the other prisoners.

"We don't know, but we're evacuating," Kara assured and pointed back down the hall, towards the NTTR.

"Uh-uh, I ain't goin' back," one of them shouted. Another round of concurrence followed but was stopped just as quickly as it began by a gunshot fired into the air by Dimitri.

Despite Dimitri's interjection it was Jackson who addressed the crowd of survivors, "Look, you ungrateful sonsofbitches, if you want to stay here with a killer ball of radiation, be my guest. Otherwise, shuddup!"

The prisoners began to push and shove, shouting and pumping indignant fists in the air. "This is your fault!"

"It's not safe here!"

"This is a violation of my rights!"

"Aye!" Kara shouted, her voice cracking with force, "we didn't have to come back for you assholes but we did. Now we're in a state of emergency. If you want to stay trapped in this tin can with a killer wraith, be my guest! Those of you who want to live; shut up and behave like the good bitches that you are and follow me."

Eyal smirked as he looked down at her and nodded curtly. When no one moved to head towards the NTTR, he growled, "you heard her... now!"