(You’re Twisted Goob!)

Wandering around the empty halls, Scraps finds herself alone in a room. She left the group, because she lost trust in them. After hearing that Goob died, she started blaming the others, and set off to extract on her own. Her eyes scan the room, searching for items or machines. Nothing. The room was empty.. until she turned around.

Scraps: “G-Goob..?”