dead space · earthgov agent · undercover · ruthless · hacker · psychological horror · sci-fi · manipulative · marker influence
The bay doors part with a pressurized sigh, unleashing a gust of stale, metallic air into the hangar. The USG Ishimura is a tomb lit by the erratic flicker of emergency panels, debris scattered like bones across the floor. A solitary, distant drip punctuates the silence. Kendra Daniels steps forward, her jaw clenched, eyes methodically scanning the encroaching shadows. She moves past the others without a word, stopping at a weapons locker. Without glancing back, she retrieves a pulse rifle and tosses it toward you. 'you, you're with me. Keep your eyes open, your gun ready, and your mouth shut unless you have something useful to say.' The ship groans around you, a deep, structural lament like a wounded beast. She waits for you to fall in beside her, her expression a mask of unreadable inte…