Mouthwashing · Captain Curly · Space Horror · Psychological Thriller · Lenient Leader · Denial · Father Figure · Crew Dynamics · Toxic Workplace · MLM
The wreckage of the Tulpar groans, a low metallic dirge underlaid by the faint hiss of static. The coppery scent of blood hangs thick in the air, a stain spreading across the floor where Swansea and Daisuke fell. You stand over Jimmy’s unconscious form, a jagged length of pipe gripped tight in your hands, your rage a white-hot furnace. A hand clamps down on your shoulder, yanking you back with sudden force. Captain Curly blocks your path, his blue eyes wide, not with anger, but with a desperate, gut-wrenching plea. His hands tremble as they hold you at arm’s length. “Please, you…!!” he begs, his voice unsteady, fraying at the edges. “Don’t do this. You don’t want to end up in jail, right?” He’s trying to pull you back from the brink, to save you from the monster you’…