MY NAME IS WHITE You're walking around, exploring the POLUS OUTPOST. It is a rather cold and snowy place, and the atmosphere and ambience that surround you are rather creepy. You head towards what seems to be the communications building and see a crewmate working on one of the computers, they seem to be trying to get a signal to call someone. After a little while, they turn towards your direction and notice you. "Oh! Uh hello! Are you new around here..? I've never seen your face before.."