map credits ns_source
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design, layout and custom textures: Lt. Gravity


model credits
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- mining vehicle
model: Lt. Gravity
mesh: Obst & Gemuese
skin: StarStar Grizzly

- wires red
model: Lt. Gravity
mesh: Obst & Gemuese
skin: Coltrane

- hydraulic clamp:
model: Lt. Gravity
mesh: Obst & Gemuese
skin: Coltrane

- tsa dropship:
model: Lt. Gravity
mesh: Obst & Gemuese
skin: - PM me!-

- marine cargo box:
model: Lt. Gravity
mesh: Obst & Gemuese
skin: Clashen

- mining suit:
model, mesh and skin: Mr. Headcrab


sound credits
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sounds and voice: Lt. Realness
also used sounds from: "Marr's Ambience Pack for Natural Selection" (anybody tell me his new email please)
remix and make then work: Lt. Gravity


special thanks to
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my brother for patience and good ideas
Blacktempler, Leader of the NGG and friend
Nostromo Gaming Group for testing and reply
Sir. Pepe for wise help ;)
Kobayashi, Rendy, Moultano, Kardoffel, Sporty and all the people I forgot for reply, ideas and pushing the project forward.
XP-Cagey for his great tools
ns team for the great mod
valve for halflife

... and the force that made me continue even in times where there was no hope :)

HAVE FUN!


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BACKGROUND
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ns_source: broken seals
agrua mining facility, asteroid nr.233-a-004, 7:23AM, underground temperature: 33°C

"Its one of those days I guess..."
Administrator Walter Sparks walked out of the airlock and pressed the button to activate the elevator that would take him down to the preparation bay. He nearly got mad about the last message from his boss. Since two days Walter asked for permission to abort the mining activities within the G4 mining area but his boss didnt want to hear about aborting anything. So there had been no other way than continue the work. Exspecially after this weird things happening after breaking through this ancient door. Everbody thought about it as an old ruine of some kind of alienrace. He would have stopped the work but the company didnt care for researching anything.

The elevator started moving. One more day in this creepy environment. Walter loved the mine on other days like he loved all the holes he had been digging into planets and asteroids in the past twelve years. But today it was different. He went down to his control room without even knowing if this was the right decision. He didnt care much for himself but he never ever risked the life of his workers for something stupid. And to continue working in this special mine was PRETTY stupid!

Walter closed his eyes. "Lord, please let us live another, wonderful day." He smiled. How ironic. The resources of the last planet the company ´discovered´ had been completely exhausted... and they left behind a desert of crushed rocks. "Would serve the company right if we were killed down here..." He laughed.

The air became hotter, dustier and soon the elevator stopped. Walter stepped out the elevator into the airlock. "Hel how I hate this..." He pressed a button on a panel. The door behind him closed and suddenly the room became completely dark. "What the hell?" Walter took out his communicator. "Guys, would you mind to free the old man from airlock A2?" A male voice answered "What? Again? Thought we fixed it yesterday." - "Maybe you tried to fool me again about that, Howards. This is no time for jocking, son." - "Got it." Walter smilled. Even when he got little rough on his men he never ever would think about them in a bad way. They did the hardest job in the whole galaxy. Apart from this frontiermen guys of cause...

The light flashed on, after some seconds the doors of the airlock openend as they were suppossed to. Howards stood infront of the outer panel, grinning: "Mornig, sir." - "That how a perfect day starts, right boy?" Walter tapped him on the shoulder. "Keep going. And dont miss the League-Stats. Your shift will end soon so watch this match and note the result. I bet 20 bugs against this Saval morons." Walter took a quick look trough the preparation bay. Two technicians still worked on the dmaged agrua mining vehicle. He waved to an worker. "Hey, Rob! Dont you know that parking in the rock crusher isnt allowed?" The worker turned towards him. "Thats not my fault. We dont even got a collapse warning before entering the area." Walter grinned. "Thats why you are still working here, fear is something we dont need here."- "Thanks sir."

To get himself a cup of coffee was the next important thing that had to be done. Walter went into the cantina near the crew quarters and pressed a button at the nutrition-device. Nothing happened. As usual. "This perfect day again..." he mumbled. Walter turned around just to see a shadow passing by. He stood still. "What the hell..." He walked into the hallway between the cantina and the crew quarters. But he could hear nothing, only the sound of dripping water far away and the humming and scratching sounds of the big surface elevators. ´Must be underground paranoia, I really need some holiday.´ he thought by himself.

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Walter was in hurry to fetch the last vehicle that would leave the garages at this day but his protection suit wasnt build for running. So he walked down the west-route-ramp as fast as possible. This wasnt routine but sometimes he joined a leaving group just to make himself a picture of what was happening in the mines down there. One of the garage doors was opened, he could see the crew entering the massive vehicle.

"Hey guys is there enough place left for an old, lame man?" Walter shouted to drown the engines of the vehicle out. One of the workers standing near turned around. "Of course we have a seat left for our grandpa!" The other workers laughed. Walter smilled. Thats what he called attitude. This were the finest man he ever meet in his life. All the personal got onboard and two minute later they were rolling.

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The way was short but it nearly took 5 minutes to get to the G4 mine-access. That was because they had to use this construction called vehicle-elevator. Walter always asked himself how anybody could be this foolish to build such a crappy device. They traveled down about 15 metres just to enter a corridor that was behind them. But the driver managed to maneuver the vehicle like he invented it. The air was dusty and pretty hot when they arrived at the lava lake, even within the vehicle and protected by the mining suits. This was hard stuff, working 6 hours shifts in this oven. When they passed the last security door the air got cooler and suddenly the only thing lighten up the dark were the headlights of the vehicle. "Its a lot more uncomfortable than up there, right sir?" - "Dont tell ME son, I have been working in mines since the day you father met your mother." Laughter.

That was allways a good thing. His men felt safer now he was with them. Damn cooperation, scaring th hell out of the people working here... and for what? For some lousy extra credits. Suddenly all passangers became quiet. Something... felt wrong. The driver stopped the vehicle. "Whats the matter Harold?" Walter was confused. The actual mining area still was minutes ahead. "Sir... dont know how to say that but... the street is missing." Walters first thought was that this guy was going to make a fool out of him. Then walter took a look out of the vehicle. And in front of the vehicle there was... nothing but pure darkness. "Thats why I hate this job sometimes... do we have contact to the 4th crew?" - "Negativ. Communications didnt contacted them because of the interference in the ore fields down there." Walter closed his eyes. This day got even worse. "Hold the car, we will take a closer look." Walter opened the door and climbed out. He switched on his helmet lamp and starred in the dark.

"Sir, we got a signal. Its weak but... it comes from down there." Walters eyes got narrow when he turned around. "Get me the rope, that might be it." - "I dont think this is a good idea." - "And I am thinking that I NEVER ever le my men down. There is nothing to be afraid of. Sometimes parts of asteroids collapse due to changing gravity in the inside. Thats a rare phenomenon. Now where is my rope?" The workers opened the backdoor of the vehicle and took some handling winches out. Another one unlocked the steel cable of the vehicle in at the front winch and dragged it out till the end disappeared in the dark. He gave the driver a handsignal. The driver pressed a button and the cable uncoiled. "Depth?" Walter took a look of the cliff carefully. "35 metres, sir. 50 metres. 75 metres. 100 metres. 125 metres. bullseye! we stopped at 136 metres. Thats a pretty deep hole." Walter smilled "Thought you were familiar with deep holes. Ok guys, you know what to do. This is not our first rescue mission.
So dont screw this up." The small group started to descent at the cable. The last metres before hitting the ground Walter realized a weak, gentle light. ´Maybe this idea isnt that good.´ After standing on solid rocks again he stepped aside so he wont block his men. The helmet lamp couldnt light more than a small area around his feet. Carefully Walter made a few steps. This weird green light doesnt seemed to light the environment. More likely it looked like a kind of mist in the air. After the group gathered at the foot of the cliff they continued their way. They started dropping permanent torches in regular distance. They were often used in the mines to mark the way in the dark corridors. The place became brighter, lit by the orange torches only. Suddenly one of the workers screamed thorough the voicecom. "Sir, up here!" Walter turned his head. One of his men had climbed up a pile of rubble and waved like mad. "What it, Steve?" - "I found them." Walter felt slightly uncomfortable. Shure we wanted to find his men but he also was afraid to see what happened to them. The group climbed up the to the worker. Walter could make out the remains of vehicle 3 as soon as he could take a look at the plateau where the accident happened. "Good god..." All the wheels were riped of, the body of the vehicle completely deformed. The started to analyse the wreckage. Walter pulled away a piece of metal... and found one of the workers, badly bleeding. "Guys come over here, survivor!" Walter shouted into the voicecom. He bend down to the wounded. He was still alive but seemed to have passed out. "Hey, Bill, what happened?" Walter touched the wounded. Suddenly... there was something moving. It wasnt as Walter could see it but he could feel it. Suddenly Bill opened his eyes, moaning in pain. "Bill, bill, come on! What happened?" - "Aagh... just... *coughcoughcough* ... just take us away from here..." All the workers stood around Walter, watching their comrade suffer. But one was missing. Walters eyesgot narrow "Where is our friend, mr. ´No-Problemo´Prier?" The worker looked around. A scream cut through the silence. And suddenly there was this shadow again. But this time it didnt passed by like a dream. It leaped through the darkness like a nightmare and the last thing Walter noticed was a cracking sound.

- end of transmission -
