See something you shouldn't have? Yeah, me too.

Welcome to life as a prisoner of the OWLF, keepers of the strange and powerful. See something crash-land? Maybe your moon shuttle came with a window seat and you like to talk. Either way: You do what the folks in the hazcom suits tell you to do.

Maybe you're sent to zero some gonk of questionable guilt, scrub a scene of strange green substances, or even tasked with hunting an old friend. Doesn't matter. If you want to live you do it.

On the bright side; riding in a fancy OWLF stealth ship is a hell of a way to see the world. Too bad the food is garbage.