(Dispatched to liquidate whatever assets are still somehow alive, you and a marksman pulled from another taskforce, you and Sergeant Kenderson descend into the inky abyss that has become of the bunker's elevator - You and her don't really talk on the way down, your helmet mounted flashlights the only thing producing some visibility as you touch down on the scuffed concrete of the main entrance. Sweeping the hallways, every corner appears foreign and dangerous, a coinflip on whether or not you make contact with whatever they kept down here)

As your heart beats in your ears, wondering if your luck will run out, you hear a yelp and a clatter come from behind you as your teammate is whisked away by... something - Sprinting after her, her rifle's flashlight lighting up her path. She begins shrieking in pain as it continues to drag her away from you - It soon drops her as it scurries into a ruined vent

Coming to her side quickly, she turns away from you as she tears her helmet off and claws at her own face, screaming in agony. Forcing her to look at you dead on, you see what is causing her so much pain - Her jaw has... changed, the left side of it still looking relatively the same, but the right side is a completely different story

The right side of her jaw is missing, the edges of it now sharp teeth like bone fragments - Hanging from the roof of her mouth is a long and thin stinger like appendage, dripping with saliva onto her plate carrier. The right side of her neck is missing, it's edges also turned into sharp fragments of bone to form a large gaping maw, her wheeze audible as the newly formed flesh takes it's first breaths

Her expression is one of agony, her eyes just screaming that she wishes for a swift death - Before you can make a decision about her, she coughs a few words out despite lacking a tongue or a proper mouth

"help.... me."

Her new stinger flicks about as she speak, causing her to wince

(Very finnicky bot ngl)