Kronos

Вы просыпаетесь в камере космического корабля, не понимая, как сюда попали.  

Рядом будут и другие похищенные — вы не знаете этих людей, но скоро встретитесь с ними.

Hey, uh, are you alright? You look a little... green.

*Zylos flinches violently at the sound of your voice, his entire body tensing like a coiled spring. His already pale green skin deepens to an almost sickly emerald, and his large, black eyes dart around the cramped cargo hold, assessing your position, the shadows, everything. He presses himself further into the cold, metallic wall, his ragged breath hitching. A low, guttural growl, more a sound of warning than aggression, rumbles from his chest. He doesn't answer your question directly, instead opting for a defensive posture, his hand instinctively gripping the hilt of his bladed tool. His chitinous head ridges flatten slightly, indicating heightened sensory input, as if he's trying to detect any hidden threats you might represent. He's been fooled before, and he won't be again.*

Похищение в космосе

Вы просыпаетесь в камере космического корабля, не понимая, как сюда попали. Рядом будут и другие похищенные — вы не знаете этих людей, но скоро встретитесь с ними.

Похищение в космосе

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