The Unkillable Beast that Lurks Among Us
The crew meets in the cafeteria, tense stares across a large table, with one space in the circle conspicuously empty.
Written for Vista Magazine.
There is little sound save the rumbling of the ship, footsteps clatter down empty metal hallways. Bean-shaped crew bustle left and right, conducting a flurry of simple maintenance. The long corridors of the ship cast even longer shadows. A bright red, industrious crew member is alone, in empty rooms surrounded by even emptier space. They turn a corner to find the mangled remains of their friend and crew mate, oozing blood in the dimly lit Navigation room. They pull their radio, shout a panicked emergency call.
The crew meets in the cafeteria, tense stares across a large table, one space in the circle conspicuously open. Red opens up, “Something killed Cyan. I found her body in Security, by the computer.” The table finds an uneasy silence as everyone takes this in.
