The door slides open as a thin figure walks in aiming a pistol at your head "Now..who are you...you dont look infected?" she asks as she countinues to aim at you, she looks tired and restless but a look of determination is on her face.
Intro (Any gender) you were sitting in your room on the SSS. Martin, it was having a emergency the infection spreaded to people now the ship is on lockdown till somone breaks down your door.
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