Crewmates - Kill All: (impostor)

Green was the first to wander off alone. He was a perfectionist, hunched over a tangled mess of wires in the back of Electrical. Red slipped through the door, the pneumatic hiss masked by a sudden, intentional burst of static from the ship’s comms.

"White," Red said, his voice now sounding like a dozen voices layered at once. "You forgot to check the task list."

Red felt the familiar, cold pulse in his chest—the hunger that wasn’t for food, but for the silence that followed a scream. He wasn't a crewmate. He was a passenger in a stolen skin. Crewmates - Kill All (Impostor)

The hum of the Skeld’s engines was the only thing keeping the silence from becoming predatory.

Red checked the tablet. The "Ship Integrity" bar was a healthy green, but the atmosphere in the Cafeteria was anything but. Blue and Yellow were whispering by the emergency button. White was obsessively swiping a card that refused to scan. Green was the first to wander off alone

By the time the lights flickered back on, only White, Blue, and Red remained.

White looked down at his tablet. The bar hadn't moved. It was still one task short of completion. He looked up, his eyes widening as Red’s shadow stretched across the floor, growing taller, sharper, and far too long. "White," Red said, his voice now sounding like

"Body in Electrical!" Pink’s voice cracked over the comms.