You're trying to escape outside the embassy. Your partner is a galactic slug. You slowly reload your sword.

Your dream you're in a warehouse. Your guide is a hate hobo. You don't remember why you came here.

The Clone-O-Mat deposits your new body in the kitchen. The teleporter materialises the anxious hobo. It keeps muttering under its breath.

You're scanning for the enemy in a war factory. Finally you've found a quadruped ultranaut. It's laughing maniacally.

The kidnappers dump you in the ruins of York. You're held hostage by a floating drone. She's shredded beyond recognition.

You're on the run in access duct 14. The merchant is a psychic scavenger. You may have exhausted all your options.

You're using a terminal in a service facility. You make out the form of a wounded claw with an aura.

You're playing cards in a hypercube. The negotiator is the morose moleman. You hear approaching footsteps.

You've just booted a terminal in a barracks. From the smoke emerges a psychic being. You don't remember how to dance.

You exit the portal and arrive in a warehouse. You watch an injured bot. You have the lever in your hand.

You're laughing with friends at the senate. The trader is the nervous sheriff. These bots are getting more convincing.

Your dream you're in central command. You try to distract a digital claw who's sure to make a run for it.

You're using a terminal at the senate. The teleporter materialises the solar dinosaur. He's clad in power armour.

You wake up in the docking bay. You fail to distract the dark-matter man you recognise from the picture.

You're in power armour on a spaceship. Here you find the theoretical kill-droid. He starts to reach for his rifle.

You're exploring on a freighter. The trader is a half-eaten being. You realise you are completely naked.

You're lost in the rebirthing facility. You're running from a pale gunman. She's thanking a member of the press.

You're cleaning a terminal in the lunar facility. The negotiator is a grinning moleman. This wasn't part of the deal!

Your brain finishes rebooting in a swanky space bar. You can't believe your luck, it's the galactic hologram. It's swarming with parasites.

Your brain finishes rebooting on the bridge. The host is a cybernetic dream-thing. Only fear itself can save you now.

You're in a hazmat suit in a dark alley. Suddenly, there's a lunar cop. You say the code phrase.

You're laughing with friends in what's left of central Geneva. Your only friend is set upon by the holographic spider. She begins to dissolve.

You're replacing a regulator on a xenomorph-infested hulk. Half out the air duct hangs the corpse of the morose cyborg who's sure to make a run for it.

You're rebirthed in the afterlife. Your guide is a gun-toting vending unit. Your fingers rest on the control panel.

You're lost in a cabin. Your captor is a floating sheriff. The puzzle box remains unsolved.

You're trapped in an underground trading post. She's mostly goo, now, but this was a dark-matter hoop-god. She might not be alive.

The Einstein-Rosen Bridge deposits you on a irradiated planet. From the next room comes the biomechanical assassin who's sure to make a run for it.

You're sending a distress signal in the brig. You shout to draw the attention of the sentient creature without proper goggles.

You're using a terminal on an asteroid. Here you find the hyper-cosmonaut. The ladder is out of reach.

You appear to be outside the embassy. You look down at the body of a nautical remote pilot. Its peeling skin reveals a metal endoskeleton.

You're fetching a book in the trash compactor. The teleporter materialises the alien centipede. It's projecting a glowing aura.

The time-bubble bursts, and you're on an ornithopter. You fall madly in love with the death-RX19 node. He keeps impatiently checking his watch.

You're searching for medical supplies in the munitions store. The merchant is the forgetful forever-brain. And to think, yesterday you were in an office.

You're using a terminal in long, low room. You see a non-aligned remote pilot. The tattoo on his chest is 'trapped! send help!'.

You look around and see you're in the launch chamber. Removing the VR goggles, you see the steampunk cosmonaut. She's reading from a tablet.

You're showing off in the security office. Before you're detected, you open fire on the daring warrior. He lights a cigarette.

You're searching for medical supplies in a barracks. The Clone-O-Mat extrudes the body of a bespectacled engineer. He starts to reach for his pulse rifle.

The Einstein-Rosen Bridge deposits you near a black hole. Before you're detected, you open fire on the hate astronaut with a strange hat.

You're laughing with friends on a cruiser. She's mostly goo, now, but this was a pale battledroid. Looking closer you realise she's made of nanobots.

You've just booted a terminal at the primary heat exchanger. When the water recedes, you see a rogue xenomorph. She's brandishing an energy pulse rifle.

You're in the last city on Earth. Partly melted by the blast, you find the bland dinosaur. She clearly needs the loo.

You exit the airlock and see you're by the shield generator. You bump into a nervous dinosaur. The death squad will arrive at any moment.

You exit the portal and arrive at the office of waste disposal. You try to distract a forgetful scavenger. There's a hiss as its suit depressurises.

The time-bubble bursts, and you're at an Anomaly. Here you find a chaos hologram. How did you end up in this place?

You're holding on for dear life in the lunar facility. You're held hostage by the invisible RX19 node. He's clad in power armour.

Your vision clears and you see you're In the Atmosphere Processing Facility. You can't believe your luck, it's a larval tree with an aura.

You've been vomiting repeatedly in a storage container. Your only hope is the dark-matter scavenger. She's drinking from a water pouch.

Your dream you're in the security office. With weapons drawn, you approach a cybernetic mechanic. She looks happy enough.

You're chopping onions on an orbital. Your only hope is the mechanoid slug. He has a heavy backpack.

You're on an asteroid. The smoke clears to reveal the broken Squidman with a speed modification.