[ Gwen raises her eyebrows, wondering what could have been so interesting on the comms that he hadn't noticed a giant alien covered with bubbling sores chasing her down the pathways. Gwen sighs and turns her attention back to the atrium, only then just remembering she has her gun in her hand. ]

There's an alien on the loose. 'Bout seven feet tall, creepy looking, looks a lot like a local hair stylist.

[ She paused, huffing a sigh to blow her fringe from her face. ]

I'm not sure where it came from but I'm fairly certain it's going to try to kill as many people as it can.