You look quickly from side to side, and, seeing nobody watching you, casually close the panel door and begin to turn around. You stick your hands in your pockets and whistle a tune, inconspicuously making your way out of the ship.
On your way out, you suddenly become aware of a presence somewhere near, and you spin around quickly, scanning all 360 degrees.
Nothing.
"Hmmmm...." You start to say.
It's quiet.
Very quiet.
Something touches your shoulder and you scream! Spinning back around, you are shocked to see Alex Reed standing behind you. "Where did you come from!?"
"I was here the whole time." He says monotonously.
"Riiiiight." You know that something is wrong with him. Did he see you with that icky mucus stuff? Is he telling the Captain? "What are you doing here?"
"Just... you know... getting a bite to eat." He takes a step closer.
"Wha-what are you talking about? What do you mean?" You start to get anxious.
"What do you think I mean?" Alex's eyes are cold and unfeeling... so... alien...
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