[the door closes! or starts to, anyway. it's slow going, and the alien is fast as fuck. it skitters down the hallway, and throws itself through the door just in time for the door to shut on it. the thing makes that obnoxious battery dying sound again wriggling like crazy to try and get out of the door trap that it's in.
it isn't going to be very long before the thing gets out. it's thrashing like crazy, the metal doors squealing and squawking.
four out of four - they're all hit with that exhaustion, with a decision to make. the problem is, they don't have any information. they don't know what's coming next. it's foreign, this feeling, it's someone else standing here in indecision, thinking about leaving it for the others to decide. someone else can do it, right?
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it isn't going to be very long before the thing gets out. it's thrashing like crazy, the metal doors squealing and squawking.
four out of four - they're all hit with that exhaustion, with a decision to make. the problem is, they don't have any information. they don't know what's coming next. it's foreign, this feeling, it's someone else standing here in indecision, thinking about leaving it for the others to decide. someone else can do it, right?
yes, or no? recalibrate? is that what they want?]