[i]An exit...[/i], Hot Socks thought. It wasn't a good idea for him, though. He probably couldn't survive the fall. He was too heavy. A loud alarm played. [i]Was that me?[/i], he thought. He turned to see all of the guards flooding past where he was. Something must have been causing a ruckus on the ship. Seeing how he was still stuck in the ship, he waited for the guards to pass. Once they appeared to be all gone, he crept out of the door, making his way around. As he walked through the alarmed hallways (which covered his usually clunky footsteps), a single guard came running. He was late. Hot Socks crept into a single room, and as the guard came by, Hot Socks grabbed him. The guard was taken by surprise, and couldn't muster the strength fast enough to fight back. Hot Socks threw him on the ground, and a large clang rang out. He had punched the alien in the head. Not enough to kill them, but enough to knock them out for a long while. The guard was armed with a shield and a small pistol. Hot Socks took the shield, and put it on his back. He took the pistol, and kept it under his cloak. 

He left the room to skulk around some more. After a minute or two of walking, he came into an interesting sight. Some generic guards, and one big ol' dude in a red suit. [i]That must be the final boss", he thought.[/i] They seemed to be banging on a door, trying to get in. Hot Socks was quite curious of this, and peaked out a bit more. He accidentally banged his metal arm on the wall, getting the attention of all of them.

"Uh. Hi.", he said in his metallic voice, all of the aliens looking at him.