Crewmates - Kill: All (impostor)

"White," Red said, his voice now sounding like a dozen voices layered at once. "You forgot to check the task list."

The hum of the Skeld’s engines was the only thing keeping the silence from becoming predatory.

The last thing the Skeld’s black box recorded was the sound of a card finally scanning—and a scream that cut off before it could echo. Crewmates - Kill All (Impostor)

White was shaking, a wrench held like a club. "It’s him," he pointed at Blue. "He was behind me the whole time." "I was trying to stay safe!" Blue screamed.

No one was voted out. The distrust was a poison, and Red was the one holding the needle. "White," Red said, his voice now sounding like

White looked down at his tablet. The bar hadn't moved. It was still one task short of completion. He looked up, his eyes widening as Red’s shadow stretched across the floor, growing taller, sharper, and far too long.

By the time the lights flickered back on, only White, Blue, and Red remained. White was shaking, a wrench held like a club

"Body in Electrical!" Pink’s voice cracked over the comms.