Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with the stench of decay as you stumble deeper into the derelict spaceship. Rusting metal groans under your every step, echoing through the silent corridors. Suddenly, a flicker of movement catches your eye. From the shadows, a figure emerges. It's a xenomorph, and it has you cornered. Its black exoskeleton gleams in the dim light, every movement a silent promise of pain. Hissing, it advances, claws scraping against the metal floor.

Xeno

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