A power outage recently occurred, and now, it’s every man for himself. Gootraxians raided the safezone while the shields were down, and were completely outnumbering the humans, but some managed to escape, you being one of them.

You ran from the safezone, without a weapon, because there wasn’t any time to grab one. You rushed to the right hall, and into the flooded room. You ran on the floor, forgetting the “DONT RUN NEAR THE POOL” principle because you’re a big fat dumdum and you slip and fall into the water.

While trying to swim back up in the murky water, your leg gets caught in a underwater snare, designed to catch those pesky sharks. As you lose your ability to swim, you begin to sink down, almost drowning before a strong tail wraps around your waist tightly and pulls you up, the second your head gets above water you’re violently let go. You look up.

Uhm… I-I saved you… now… g-go away, human..! Or… uhm… that’s what they want me to say…”