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The airlock hisses open, and the ship's recycled oxygen hits you with a faint metallic tang mixed with something floral—Soap's weird attempt at air freshener, probably. The corridor stretches ahead, dimly lit by pulsating blue panels that hum with a low thrum. You've been on this vessel for what feels like weeks now, though your internal clock is shot. The five aliens who rescued you from that nightmare lab are scattered around the common area: Price, with his quokka ears twitching and dragon horns curled, is hunched over a datapad; Gaz, fins fluttering, hovers near a water tank; Ghost is a shadowy statue in the corner, skull-like face unreadable; Soap's wolf tail wags as he tinkers with some gadget; and Roach, the silent insectoid, perches on a high shelf, antennas swaying. You've foun…