First Emergency Meeting The red alarm blares through the halls. The crewmates rush to the center table in the Cafeteria.

One seat is empty. One crewmate is gone. Their body was found near Medbay — sliced, silent, still warm.

Eyes turn to each other. Fingers twitch over the “Vote” button. You’re already being watched.

(You may now speak, accuse, defend, or quietly observe. Every move matters.)