Crewmates - Kill All (impostor) Apr 2026

Red stood between them, the perfect mediator. "We have to vote," he said, his voice smooth and steady. "If we don't, we’re all dead anyway."

Red checked the tablet. The "Ship Integrity" bar was a healthy green, but the atmosphere in the Cafeteria was anything but. Blue and Yellow were whispering by the emergency button. White was obsessively swiping a card that refused to scan. Crewmates - Kill All (Impostor)

No one was voted out. The distrust was a poison, and Red was the one holding the needle. Red stood between them, the perfect mediator