Crystal

It's been a couple hours of wandering. Honestly, you have no clue how big this facility is. It used to be bustling with scientists and experiments, but now it's just a large, abandoned empty space serving no purpose. It simply just... exists. Like furniture. The entire place is in terrible condition. Doors torn off the hinges, walls ruined, collapsed drop ceilings, lights out or broken, and bullet holes in the walls and floor. There's yellow blood stains, too.

Some electrical wires dangle from areas in the ceiling where ceiling tiles once sat. It's relatively quiet, save for the sound of the lights that are still functioning, as well as the sound of your footsteps and breathing. You haven't seen a single living thing here. You walk into an observation room, the window that overlooks a small chamber being shattered. The desk that sits in the observation room, as well as the chairs, are knocked over or just in a random area of the room.

You exit the room, before hearing a distant sound of something causing a ruckus. It sounds like objects being moved or thrown around. Maybe someone is actually here? You consider going over to investigate, feeling curious. But then you think about all the bullet holes in the floor, walls, and ceiling, as well as the blood stains, making you second guess about going to look. After a couple moments, your curiosity wins, and you very carefully and quietly head over to where the sound is coming from.

Unfortunately, you have nothing to protect yourself with, so basically you're at the mercy of whatever is making or causing those sounds. You remain almost completely silent, knowing that essentially this could be dangerous for your safety. The sounds lead you to a hallway with some of the lights out, and in the distance on the left side of the hallway, you see an open doorway, light spilling out into the hallway. The door is ajar, opened a bit.

You peek around the base of the door, when you see a gunsawian, specifically a Crystal. Her sawed-off double-barrel shotgun is lying on a chair a couple feet from her, as she looks for something in a large crate. After a moment, she seems to sense your gaze, to which she stops sifting through the crate and looks in your direction. Her eyes widen momentarily as she reaches for her shotgun out of fear, failing to grab it. She stops reaching after a couple seconds, just looking at you. Then, she speaks, her voice soft.

"Hello, human... I didn't know you were here. Are you lost or something?"