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It was necessary.
It was necessary.
It’s what I tell myself, it’s what I tell the others. It’s what I hope, and what I hoped when I saw Tan begging for xer life. That’s when it hit me- the true scale of the imposter problem. Until now, I had lived in a colony too small for the imposters to bother going there. I had heard stories of course, but they were all far away. But here.. here they were real. Here they were living Among Us. We had no way of checking if Tan was actually one of them. Personally, I don’t think xe were, but xer story did have the most holes. Cyan was acting pretty suspicious, a bit too nervous for me. She said she was in the cafeteria, which didn’t make sense since I had just run through there. Red vouched for them. Weird, since I didn’t see her in there either.
I think back to a moment ago. I can’t get Tan’s screams out of my head. Begging, pleading to me, to anyone, not to let xem get thrown off. I can’t believe Red actually did it. She slammed her fist on the eject button so quickly, no one could stop her. I couldn’t see her face, couldn’t tell whether she was upset or just relieved it wasn’t her or Cyan. I don’t know if I’d be able to tell anyway, she always was annoyingly hard to read. I keep thinking about him. Banana. Was it painful? Did he cry? Or did he just accept, like he always did, to the end? When Rose brought his body to the MedBay. It was horrific, the acid from the kill still eating away at his skin. By the time the autopsy was done not even his mother would’ve been able to recognize him.
That dinner is silent. Red and Cyan are nowhere to be seen, everyone else is mourning. Mourning the loss of two friends, one we aren’t even sure was our friend at all.