SPAAAAAAAAAAACE!

"Approximately thirty-eight thousand crew. Why, do you sense something?" The techpriestess is still working the engineering room, and they're getting closer. Just a few thousand kilometres to go.

There's nowhere near that many life-signs on the ship. Well, there are, but... none human, not recognisably so. There's a few hundred abhuman mutants lurking in the bilges and between decks, in the recyclorium and other dark, dank, neglected spaces. In addition to the hullghasts, there's several other pest/vermin species living throughout the ship. There's also some full genestealers around, some on the ship's hull.

"Aiming for docking bay delta epsilon five x. I do not know what kind of reception we will get. Prepare for the worst and ready your weaponry." The shuttle flies into the docking bay and lands. It's a rough landing, and they're now inside the ship. Vid of the docking bay is piped onto viewscreens throughout the vessel, and the party can see what's outside. It's... quite messy. There's a shuttle nearby, the same model as this one, part way through some maintenance that will never be completed. The mechanics who had been working on it are dead, littered around the shuttle. There's no visible signs of injury, though the docking bay is currently depressurised and they aren't wearing life-support suits. "Please wait. I am connecting the to vessel's Machine Spirit to close the bay doors and repressurise this area. It will not take long."

Something moves nearby, something large with six limbs.