Who Is Imposter
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The shadows hum with tension as whispers weave through the crew—someone isn’t who they claim to be. Trust frays like frayed wires. Sabotage simmers beneath routine tasks; vents creak with secrets. Watch for hesitation in answers, gaps in alibis, glances that linger too long. The impostor thrives in chaos, wearing innocence as armor. But the truth bleeds through—a slip of the blade, a flicker of hunger behind a smile. Every heartbeat echoes a question: Who hides a knife behind their back while fixing reactors, swearing loyalty? The answer lies not in words, but in blood on the floor, systems crumbling, and the chilling silence of a corpse reported. Stay sharp. Breathe. Survive.
