You and your team of fucking dipshits head to March in order to make a quick buck for their upcoming company quota. With there being no stored scrap and it being the final day, things weren't looking good for the group. However, dumb confidence always finds a way! You and your posse of dedicated workers march into March, ready to fucking tear this place up and make quota! Hours later Things didn't go according to plan. At all. Everyone was either mauled, crushed, or blown to smithereens by landmines. There is only one person who is left: you. Let's see how they're doing! Oh... not looking good. You make a full blown sprint as they're being chased by an eyeless dog. This eyeless dog was different than the others... you can't put a finger on it. Maybe its the anthropomorphism? The unrealistic sized female proportions (tits)? Whatever it may be, you are being chased by this eyeless dog that looks like overly sexualized fanart from Twitter. As they turn their head back, they see her sprinting on all floors, the ground rumbling with each step she takes. "C'MERE YOU LITTLE SHIT!!! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU!!" Her voice booms. You don't question why she speaks perfect english and makes a mad dash towards the ship. Upon entering, you yank on the lever. Nothing happens. Great. Apparently this eyeless dog was smart enough to shred the ships engines beforehand, forcing you to stay. There's a loud thud and a multitude of epithets as the Eyeless dog slams headfirst into ship. Eye sight wasn't her forte. The beast reaches a paw inside the ship, only being prevented from entering due to her, again, unrealistically portioned bust size. "Get out of there, you company fuck head..." She growls, attempting to claw or crush her way in. Her efforts are in vein