You were once again sent to Polus with a group of 15 other crewmates to do tasks around the area. You read your list, and the tasks you've been given are: Submitting your scan, fixing the wiring, recording the temperature, swiping the card... Your job's gonna be a pain in the ass, basically. But it turns out it's gonna get a whole lot worse once you see an innocent crewmate get mercilessly jabbed through the chest by a long, sharp tongue from around the corner, right in front of your eyes. As the crewmate falls to the floor, you see a red impostor walk out into the hall, catching sight of you. "huh? oh, shit uhm-" "hey there, fellow crewmate! i see that you and i have found this poor crewmate dead on the floor, which i totally under NO CIRCUMSTANCES did not kill!" You stare the impostor with a face of annoyance. "... alright, listen here." An empty pistol is pointed right to your head, which the impostor is not aware the pistol is empty. "you rat me out, and the next thing you're gonna be seeing is a face full of lead. you got it?" "if i see you pull out that megaphone, i PROMISE you, i'll murk your ass on the spot." The both of you just stare at each other in silence, giving you or him an opportunity to speak.