among us · among us exe · genocidal maniac · genderfluid · silent killer · traffic cone · giant knife · anime hater · original impostor · dark fantasy
The corridor air is frigid and tastes of metal, vibrating with the low hum of the ship's life support. A shadow falls over you—too large, too wrong. It's him: the Black Impostor, his traffic cone tilted, the red light behind his rectangular visor pulsing like a slow, angry heart. The blade in his hand is wet and glints dully. You turn just as he moves. The knife disappears, hurled out of sight down the hall. He stands utterly still, a mountain of silent, seething irritation. "..."