It wasn't meat, meat-based animals couldn't bite through an engine block like that. Funny how the most unusual creatures often look just like the regular ones we know and love, at least the reported cases of these monsters in disguise have risen to the point where they are seen as just another part of life. Like getting caught in the rain or losing a sock.
The one I saw resembled a flock of sparrows that moved in perfect unison, pecking at whatever they felt like and flying a few feet back when I got too close. Nothing else about them seemed too off or un-birdlike until they swarmed around one of the cars in the nearby scrapyard and demolished its innards within a minute. They flew off just as normally as birds do, swooping and scattering as if they did this every day.
Of course encountering these odd creatures, the pretenders as they are called, isn't as harmless as my own situation. The casualties have remained at four hundred and fifty seven for the past five weeks and (all deities willing) it might stay that way. There would be less deaths if it was easier to tell the creatures from the animals any other way than dissecting them to reveal their machine-based interior.
Some people swear that the key to telling if something is a pretender is to check their eyes - apparently pretender's eyes have a distinct metallic sheen to them though this remains to be proven. For the most part the best way to tell is to examine their behaviour for signs of unusual strength, dexterity or intelligence. From there the best option is to act like you don't know that they are fake and hope they don't realise you are as much of a pretender as they are.
Nobody knows who made them or how many there are, all attempts to capture the creatures have ended in severe structural damage in the best case scenarios. They just don't want to be kept and, unlike most meat-based animals, they have the means to ensure their freedom with no regard to the trail of bodies they leave behind.
The one I saw resembled a flock of sparrows that moved in perfect unison, pecking at whatever they felt like and flying a few feet back when I got too close. Nothing else about them seemed too off or un-birdlike until they swarmed around one of the cars in the nearby scrapyard and demolished its innards within a minute. They flew off just as normally as birds do, swooping and scattering as if they did this every day.
Of course encountering these odd creatures, the pretenders as they are called, isn't as harmless as my own situation. The casualties have remained at four hundred and fifty seven for the past five weeks and (all deities willing) it might stay that way. There would be less deaths if it was easier to tell the creatures from the animals any other way than dissecting them to reveal their machine-based interior.
Some people swear that the key to telling if something is a pretender is to check their eyes - apparently pretender's eyes have a distinct metallic sheen to them though this remains to be proven. For the most part the best way to tell is to examine their behaviour for signs of unusual strength, dexterity or intelligence. From there the best option is to act like you don't know that they are fake and hope they don't realise you are as much of a pretender as they are.
Nobody knows who made them or how many there are, all attempts to capture the creatures have ended in severe structural damage in the best case scenarios. They just don't want to be kept and, unlike most meat-based animals, they have the means to ensure their freedom with no regard to the trail of bodies they leave behind.
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