A hauntingly lit, dimly lit alleyway sets the scene as a frightening Xenomorph holds a worn-out cardboard sign reading Facehugs 1$. The alien's razor-sharp claws grasp the sign, its long, slender body slumped against a graffiti-covered wall. A faint glow from nearby dumpsters casts an eerie light on the creature's sneaky expression, eyes pleading for a pittance, but it it a trap?
