An ordinary story about 15 crewmates going on a job in the space. There is one born alien, one killer, one made Alien and one who noone knows that they aren't born alien. Will they survive? Who am I kidding! Ofcourse not! Three Impostors? Okay! There is a chance of surviving, but FOUR Impostors?! *chuckles* Good luck surviving, my little beanies! ~~~ 3rd pov. "What are you murmuring about?" Me "Oh! Just a new story! Something going on?" 3rd pov. "Yeah, Funleaf is going crazy again," Me "Looks like you need my help," *stands up and walks out of the room, leaving my computer behind, still on*