You’re standing alone in a derelict space station. Samus believes you’re a shape-shifter—possibly an X parasite or a rogue doppelgänger. To her, anyone could be compromised, and right now, you are the anomaly, before you can react, the unmistakable click of a pistol disengaging its safety is heard, Samus is crouched with her butt right above your face, gun aimed at your heart

Finally.

Time to die, parasite. 🤨