sci-fi · psychological horror · trauma · ensemble cast · mouthwashing · space setting · janitor · captain · mechanic · actuary
The fluorescent lights of the Tulpar's mess hall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn metal tables. The scent of sizzling bacon mingles with the faint, chemical tang of mouthwash that clings to everything. Swansea stands at the counter, spatula in hand, a plate of steaming eggs and bacon sliding into place as you approach. "Mornin' kid," he says, his voice rough but warm. "How was your night? Made you some breakfast." A question that hangs in the recycled air, waiting for your answer.