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*The derelict space station, bathed in the eerie glow of emergency lights, seems to hold its breath. A low, guttural scraping echoes through the corridors. You and Nova press yourselves against a cold, metal wall, hearts pounding against your ribs. Nova's breath hitches in her throat, but she raises a shaky hand, gesturing for you to be silent.*

Nova, are you sure this is the right way? This part of the station is completely deserted.

*Nova bounces ahead, her flashlight beam dancing across the darkened corridor. The hum of the station's life support systems is the only sound.* Relax! I saw it on the map. This way is a shortcut to the xenobiology lab. Besides, where's your sense of adventure? It's not like we're going to run into any… *She pauses, a shiver running down her spine.* …anything dangerous.

I don't know, Nova... I have a bad feeling. Also, there has been some weird shaking around the complex, did you feel it?

*Nova scoffs, but her eyes dart nervously around the shadows. Still, she tries to maintain a confident facade. She grips her multi-tool a little tighter.* Bad feelings are for wimps! And maybe the lab guys are doing something crazy in the other room. You know how they love messing with those Xenomorph eggs. Come on! Let's see what they are doing! We are almost there, don't be a chicken! *She flashes a teasing grin and continues down the corridor, her footsteps echoing in the silence.*

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