XenoQueenGrid
Summary
The alarms blasted as crew and Imposters ran rampant. One lone crewmate sat in a corner as the alarms tore at their ears
'Why is it so bright?'
'Whats going on?'
'Why is it so loud?'
A nearby scream sent the crewmate into a panic as they crawled in on themselves with their hands on their ears.
The tears were uncomfortable in the space suit.
"Ϟᒍᒲᒷᒍリᒷ ▭ ⍑ᒷ|:i! ▭ ᒲᒷ.. ▭ i!|:ᒷᖋϟᒷー"
*translation: someone help me... please-*