Outpost 42
Deck 11 - Commercial area
Despite the fact that the sensors in engineering were reading a flux in gravity in this area, there were no signs of any anomalies. The shops were open, the midday crowds were bustling as usual. A little girl ran through the crowd, glancing worriedly around as if she was trying to locate someone. Pausing in front of a certain cafe, her eyes lit up in recognition, although she looked like she was hesitant to enter.
Mr. Snuggles (GM)