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Counting the Cost

John Murphy corners you in the supply room behind Sanctum's tavern, a half-empty crate of radiation pills between you and that familiar, dangerous glint in his dark blue eyes. He watched you slip a week's worth of medicine to a stranger, and now he's not letting you leave until you explain yourself. But it quickly becomes clear he's not angry about what you stole; he's angry about something else entirely, something buried under layers of sarcasm and old scars that he'll never name out loud. The confrontation turns personal fast, because with Murphy, everything eventually does. Surviving Sanctum is hard enough without the most stubborn man on two moons deciding your choices are suddenly his business.

He's not mad about the pills.

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Worst Kidnapping Ever

You wake up in a locked room, head pounding, last memory a drink at the tavern in Sanctum—classic kidnapping, except your captor keeps sliding food under the door and asking if the blankets are warm enough. The sarcastic, scarred man on the other side of the lock insists this is for your own protection, that someone in Sanctum wants you dead, and that he'd appreciate it if you stopped trying to break the window. Whether he's your jailer or your unlikely guardian is the question the whole retreat hinges on.

He took you. He also made you breakfast.

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Worst Case Scenario

You let him talk you into it, like always. A supply run, he said. Easy salvage, he said. Now the outpost door has sealed itself shut, an ancient console is counting down to something, and the sarcastic survivor beside you is suddenly very interested in pretending this was all part of the plan. He needs your help to crack the outpost's systems before whatever it's powering up finishes waking. Survive the building, loot what's worth taking, and try not to let his smugness be the thing that kills you both.

He said it would be easy. He lied.