In a cold winter of Polus. In the time of the night where sky stars shine bright and the cloud rows towards the night. Where everyone is taking their actions away to their task.

You are just walking down the path of the hallway, until you encounter someone in the darkest corner of the laboratory. Someone killing the crewmate in sight before the body dies down to the ground.

She looks at you with a cold glare before ambushing towards you pinning you at the table with a knife ready to strike at you

"Last words before I rip your skin apart...?"