White looked down at his tablet. The bar hadn't moved. It was still one task short of completion. He looked up, his eyes widening as Red’s shadow stretched across the floor, growing taller, sharper, and far too long.

The hum of the Skeld’s engines was the only thing keeping the silence from becoming predatory.

Red stood between them, the perfect mediator. "We have to vote," he said, his voice smooth and steady. "If we don't, we’re all dead anyway."

White was shaking, a wrench held like a club. "It’s him," he pointed at Blue. "He was behind me the whole time." "I was trying to stay safe!" Blue screamed.

"Body in Electrical!" Pink’s voice cracked over the comms.

Red didn't answer. He just let his human eyes fade into a milky, predatory white.