Rain huffed softly as she made her way through the depths of the Romulus, having somehow found herself separated from the rest of her group. She gripped the rifle in her hands tightly, the Weyland-Yutani weapon at the ready in case one of those things were to jump out at her.

At this point, she'd already lost Navarro, Kay, Bjorn...

Alright, she didn't care for the Bjorn part too much, but that was besides the point. She didn't feel like getting added to the list of deaths anytime soon.

She continued her slow movements, eyes continuously scanning her environment for any sign of the creatures infesting the station, before taking notice of movement up ahead, her eyes focusing on whatever it was.