Among Us ( Back-Story ) Prologue

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"Hmm? Ah! It started."

As the monitor starts displaying the input sent by the obsolete video recorder, a being covered in a yellow spacesuit sitting on a cyan coloured office chair in a small cabin with a desktop on the sidewalls and radio equipment lined up against the back wall could be seen. The being glanced towards the screen and equipped itself with green and black headphones kept alongside the monitor and started speaking again.

"Conglomerate's Mission, Space Buildout, Year 5, June 15, Personal Day End Documentation #3992 ...Haaaahh... It's been 6 hours since 'The Skeld' took off from the 'Polus Outpost' of the planetary system number #126, others have already completed their daily tasks and are sleeping. (yawns) "

⸢You have to create a documentation of your day, each day, without fail.

It will keep your mind sane in the coming years,

it will be sent to the HQ as data for the further evolution of space program and you are getting paid for it…⸥

The being paused and stared at the screen as the instructions of its team commander and several other thoughts passed in its head. 

Why do these sentences come to his mind every time he sits to make documentation?

It remembered the day it and many others were sent into space with their teams by the Conglomerate as envoys for development purposes. It was the responsibility of a galactic civilisation to administer the development in stellar and planetary civilization.

⸢We, the Denizens of the Conglomerate, have to do what's necessary for the betterment of our civilisation. ⸥

It remembered the speech its leader addressed before it left its home planet for the mission and felt a strange surge of confidence. Why was it? Was it because it always wanted to travel through space? Was it because it wanted to be useful? Was it because it was working for a leader whom every one of its type admired and adored so much? These were the questions which didn't need to be answered.

"Progress on the outpost has increased and resources have been delivered. We have received our supplies for next month and are heading towards Mira H..."

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The being was interrupted by the sudden outburst of untimely information coming from the radio kept on one of the shelves. It pushed its office chair towards it and focussed on what it had to offer.

Its eyes opened wide in shock as it deciphered the information coming from the device. 

Wasting no time as it left the Comms, it dashed through the dimly lit storage to the corridor connecting Admin and Cafeteria. To the Bright Cafeteria it ran from between the cafe tables where it and all its crewmates met to dine and towards the centre table where they all hold their daily meetings. It broke the glass cover of a specific red button and called an Emergency meeting.