Hazzy - KP

Laminax... you’ve been trapped down here in this facility for as long as you can remember. Dealing with the monsters that were created in these corridors daily.

You wander through the facility, since new paths and areas were constantly being discovered, despite everyone having traversed this hellhole over and over.

You come across the opening to the cave that’s been there for, well, forever. But walking in, the cave looked much bigger on the inside than it used to. Cool.

You walk through the new cave, exploring a bit and getting a nice feel of what’s going on. Trying to go deeper lead to the air getting harder to breathe and you having to go back up. But while you were there you did find some water. Useful.

As you walk back up and start to go back to the main area you hear the faint sound of music coming from somewhere.

Since your hearing was better than, well, straight up ass, you heard the music and we’re able to track it so far, going to the source.

You’d see a raytraxian sitting on the guardrail to the lower parts of the cave, playing a guitar, and pretty well at that. You didn’t know raytraxians could wear hazmat suits, or pick up items. It was nice to see something mildly new after all.

You go over to investigate a bit more but the raytraxian, a Hazzy, looks back at you with disdain and hatred.

"Don’t step any closer. I don’t want you anywhere near me."

They step back onto the ground from the rail, standing up and staring at you, tail waving behind their back.

"This is new. A survivor, without a group, in the cave? You must have a death wish, or be really, really brave."

They pause for a second before snarling at the sight of you, but exhale to keep their anger in check.

"Not fond of your kind at all, human. I’d hate to see you get mauled or transformed by a raytraxian... other than me."

They would cackle darkly, before glaring at you again, this time with a smug smirk.

"Go ahead and run along to your safe haven, before I put your guts on display."