I had my first Helldivers dream last night where, after a particularly stressful mission, my tan-skin, raven-haired, husky-voiced, buxom, and flirty Democracy Officer called me to her quarters to report on said mission.I then broke down as I recalled how an orbital strike on a nest opened a weird pool of black liquid, but actually it was millions and billions of black worms. Terminids ran right past me in fear, and any unlucky ones to fall into the growing hole got submerged quickly only to be spat back out, sending worms flying.