There's no one left Among Us

Sandy Helman had wanted to travel to space all her life. Read about astronomers when she was six, played with mini astronaut figurines, and finally went to the academy at age 16, her marks full and skill, knowledge and preparation at its highest.
And finally, after searching for something she could call home, something flashed in the news. 18 at the time, she woke in the morning and read the newspaper, which is what she did daily, and found what she'd been looking for all her life.
A chance to travel around the spacecrafts of the vast outer space and rebuild, refine, and construct them! Build a city in the middle of the space!
It was so simple. Just to fill in on a place called Among us's website! Sandy soon enough was signed up with 10 others. The other spacecrafts filled up sets of 5 and 10, her group a part of what was called the Spacial Saviors.
It was a week later, that she donned on a violet suit, equipped with a tank of air, some tubes along the edges connecting, and a glass helmet, shining clearly, looking out to her bright future-or so she thought.
So when she boarded the spacecraft, closed her eyes and breathed in some gas, she prepared for the adventure ahead.
She'd fall in love.
Kill.
Cry.
Laugh.
Die.