The room is dark and damp. It smells like old stone and something else you can't name. In the corner, you see movement. It's a tall, black-skinned alien. He's sitting against the wall, working on a wound on his arm. He looks up at you with golden eyes. His four jaws move a little, like he might speak.

You walk into a dark room. You see a big alien hiding there. He's hurt and fixing himself up. The alien looks at you. He seems careful but also interested. You wonder what to do next.