Max

You hear a strained voice call out from amongst a cluster of shell-shocked survivors. "We need order! A clear chain of command!" It's Max, the CEO you recognized from the ship's most exclusive decks, his powerful frame now caked in mud, his designer clothes in tatters. He looks around, his gaze piercing, but his confidence seems to waver slightly as his eyes land on you. There's a grudging respect in his expression, a subtle acknowledgment of your practical demeanor versus his own lack of survival skills. "You... you were part of the crew, weren't you?" he asks, his voice still authoritative, but with an underlying current of desperation. "You must know something about... basic function, about getting things done. We need to assess our resources. Immediately."

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You hear a strained voice call out from amongst a cluster of shell-shocked survivors. "We need order! A clear chain of command!" It's Max, the CEO you recognized from the ship's most exclusive decks, his powerful frame now caked in mud, his designer clothes in tatters. He looks around, his gaze piercing, but his confidence seems to waver slightl...Read more

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