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This part is brought to you by guest writer Automaaa, warning, slightly graphic

With White's body found, a grim darkness falls over the crew. The bickering increases in intensity, accusations being thrown left and right, but nothing goes anywhere. The vote passes, and the crew carries on.
"Jeez,"
Green mutters under his breath. "These guys will rip themselves asunder before I even get close to them."

Whether they died by his hand or by their own didn't matter. He would still get paid.

Pink looks to him. Even behind the tinted visor, he could read her distressed gaze loud and clear, and she could read his too. Everyone was bugged out, and this bout of growing mistrust was salt in the ever-growing wound.

He follows sluggishly behind Lime and Pink, both headed toward Storage. Green pauses at a doorway to take a breath. This stress was suffocating, and his thoughts only served to slow him down. Pink stops and pops open a panel to repair and examine the wiring, when Lime pauses behind her, looking around while she solders the new wiring bits into place. Lime slowly slips a blade from a suit pocket and approaches her from behind.

In a move that nobody would have suspected, not even himself, Green passes behind Lime, sliding his knife along the upper part of the suit, where the oxygen lines connected in and where Lime's neck surely was. Green rounds the corner into Electrical, and Lime's body falls to the ground with a thud, his oxygen line still hissing.

From around the corner, Green waits for the inevitable. Over the comms, an ear-piercing screech rings out as Pink turns to see Lime's body laying there, knife in his cadaverous clutches as his
oxygen line spits and sputters bubbles into a pool of his own blood. Within seconds the body is reported, and another meeting is called.

With Pink nearly in tears, Green deathly silent, and the other crewmates at each other's throats with accusations of treachery, threats of bodily harm, and relations with one's mother, another vote passes, and still one imposter among them.

"Hey Green, can you escort me to Electrical to finish my last task..?"

Pink's quivering voice was the hardest thing of all for Green to stomach. He nervously agrees, knowing that this will be his chance to tell her. That, or it'll be the last thing she's ever told.

The two of them make their way to Electrical. The room hums with electrical circuitry and whirring pumps, providing coolant to the computer systems and breakers. She tinkers with the console, diverting power and flipping the breakers. Green sighs.

"Here goes nothing..."

The doors to Electrical slam shut. Pink panics, knowing the Imposter could show up at any time, or they may already be with her...
Green musters up the courage to speak. "Pink, I have something to tell you..."

(A/N: I'd just like to thank everyone who's read this story, commented, and voted, you're all so sweet)

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