"That's right." A deep voice behind you says chillingly as you realize the ugly ugly truth. He's disturbingly close behind you, and as you hear a tiny click and charging noise, you realize he has a PLS pointed at you.
Slowly, you turn around.
Alex Reed stands before you with a PLS trained on you and a classy eye patch over his right eye.
"Alex you're a space pirate?" You still can't believe it.
"That's right Trish and I've got money hidden all over the ship. This crash was just a diversion so that I could safely get it all out of here without anybody getting wise to me. Unfortunately, you got wise to me." Alex smiles.
"Are... Are you going to kill me now?"
He smiles again, "Well, I was going to kill you all anyway... but I've always liked you. . . tell you what. I'll give you a choice. Come with me, and be my partner in crime, or I'll kill you."
The whole time you've been wondering whether or not you could kick the PLS out of his hands in time to get away... but... ... maybe you want to take the offer. What is it?
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