"It seems like one of my fellow botanists managed to lock our maintenance access, can we get someone to come fix it?" Listening to comms traffic I realize that we are unlikely to get an engineer any time soon and go to leave through our main entrance. Finding it locked I realize that this likely isn't a botanist fucking up the door by mistake, "sec to botany" I manage to get over the comms before a red chainsaw plunges through my chest. I fall over in critical condition. The my fellow non-traitorous botanists run around slowly getting picked off by the traitor in our department. Several Staff Assistants try to break open our door in a futile attempt to save us. In the last moments before death I continue to call sec on my comms and one of the final remaining botanists begins a chainsaw duel with the traitor. Darkness envelops me. It was a fun round.