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It's a new day and a new colony. My duplicants, dead-eyed and bushy-tailed, eagerly dig out rock with abandon in every direction. Beds are placed, power is created, and research is done. Things are looking up!
Wait, why are things looking… dimmer? Why is the oxygen concentration low, suddenly? What is that swirling green gas around the lavatories? Why is everyone so tired all the time? Wait, is that a hydrogengeyser? What happened to all the food? What do you mean, “Otto got stressed out and ate it all”?!
Is that chlorine gas?
Why is everything covered in vomit?
Why is everyone dead?
...So! This new colony! Things are looking up, eh?
