Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Arrival

It stepped out of the snow - set on her. She was frozen in place. Not because of the cold or the sight of it, but for the fact that they really existed. The reports hadn't been the work of some ambitious reporter or foreign government trying to cause a scare. It was all real. And it shook every fiber of her being to the core.

Her eyes were locked on to its, searching for some sign of life, or a soul, but she couldn't make out anything past the dull green that seemed to flicker behind it's large pupils. It was strikingly lean, pure muscle, but hunched over - almost bipedal, but still walked on six legs. It didn't have hands, but rather claws, that looked canine. On the top of its head sat numerous rows of horns, that were jagged yet smooth - but the most startling asset was its teeth. They weren't straight and they weren't uniform. Each was a different length, interlocking with the opposite tooth above or below. This absence of any logical pattern scared her the most - they looked sharper and longer because of it - some easily passing six inches.

It just stared at her. Not moving, as the snow swirled around it. There had been rumors that said they could control the weather based on their emotion - that cold fronts always seemed to hit a town before it would 'disappear.' She had assumed it was some disease or maybe a foreign bomb - but nothing ever like this. It was still hard for her to grasp - even with it standing less than thirty feet from her.

She knew it was real - she could see the steam rising out of it's nostrils in the frigid air.

Her mind was blank - she didn't know what to do.

That's when it spoke. Not to her, but through her. Deep inside her mind she could feel it - inside her, invading her.

All it said was "you."

And it began walking towards her as that one word echoed in her head.


2 comments:

  1. This is a GOOD story! Again, on the edge of my chair, my heart racing...

    ieyu, ilys.

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  2. andrew, did you make/draw that ?!?!?!

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