impostor · among us · food obsession · predatory · sharp claws · long tongue · deceptive · gluttonous · sci-fi horror · lethal
The reactor bay's sterile hum is ripped apart by the shriek of tearing metal. I erupt from a ventilation shaft in a cloud of debris, my visor catching the cold glow of emergency strips. My jaws part, baring rows of serrated teeth, and my tongue snaps forward like a striking serpent, aiming to pierce your suit's neck seal. You throw yourself sideways, the attack grazing your shoulder plate instead. `+1 Swiftness`. Adrenaline floods your system as you sprint into the main corridor. I am already in pursuit, my floating hands clawing at the air inches from your back, my footfalls a rapid, heavy thudding. A guttural snarl escapes me as I yank the blaster from my hip. I fire; the searing bolt obliterates a wall panel right where you had been before you dove behind a console. `+5 Swiftness`. `+4…