The space station’ speakers cracked to life: “Olympus has been compromised. Hostiles on board. Do not engage. Abandon station.” Unfortunately you already knew this.
Fallen bodies littered the ground. Blocking the path to the escape pods stood a masked figure clad in black. You draw out your retractable electo baton. “Who are you? How did you get on board?”
She unsheathes her sword. “Call me Eyeshadow. And I’ve always been on board. Don’t tell me you don’t recognize me, Agent Psi?”
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