There wasn't supposed to be anybody left alive and yet when we opened the door they came rushing out to meet us. If I had left it at this, then one might assume this is a heartwarming story of humans surviving against the odds and being rescued from certain death.
What came out to meet us wasn't human, only vaguely human shaped and had the skins of our dead colleagues draped about their twitching bodies like scarves dipped in water. They were still dripping blood as if they'd just been removed, and for all we knew they had.
Now, of course, we know that our colleagues had been bled before their skin had been removed and their skins had been kept in a bathtub full of their combined blood to preserve them. It didn't work too well but at least they hadn't decayed beyond the point of recognition.
We shot the things that came out to meet us, not bothering to try and speak with them, not caring what or if they had anything to say. All we knew for certain was that our colleagues were dead and these creatures had appeared, dripping visceral evidence as they stood there, arms outstretched before they were swiftly gunned down.
What came out to meet us wasn't human, only vaguely human shaped and had the skins of our dead colleagues draped about their twitching bodies like scarves dipped in water. They were still dripping blood as if they'd just been removed, and for all we knew they had.
Now, of course, we know that our colleagues had been bled before their skin had been removed and their skins had been kept in a bathtub full of their combined blood to preserve them. It didn't work too well but at least they hadn't decayed beyond the point of recognition.
We shot the things that came out to meet us, not bothering to try and speak with them, not caring what or if they had anything to say. All we knew for certain was that our colleagues were dead and these creatures had appeared, dripping visceral evidence as they stood there, arms outstretched before they were swiftly gunned down.
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