They were never there to help, only to hide the chaos and bodies so the rest of the world wouldn't panic when they heard that something deep in the ocean was using human remains to try and reach the shore. There'd been three incidents so far and the last one proved that whatever was down there was learning more and more each time.
The first attempt took place on a deep sea fishing boat that radioed in about a strange haul of toxic looking seaweed. Within about ten minutes it had the crew overrun and developing external gills. By the time anyone got to them there wasn't enough of them left to call human so they burnt it and left it to sink back to where it belonged.
The second attempt happened on an oil rig and resulted in twelve casualties, three fatalities and one possessed corpse that managed to beg for its life before it was shot to pieces. Just in case any of those pieces made it into another living being, they torched the entire site with everyone inside. God rest them and whatever went down with them.
The third and latest attempt was on a military ship that had been dragged way off course and right out into the depths. All outbound messages reported that everything was fine, everyone was changed and for the better and they were coming home soon so please don't be afraid. The ship was sighted about a week later - a sighting that nobody could have been prepared for.
Somewhere along the line all the crew had merged into one semi-aquatic being that sprawled itself across the entire length of the ship, lazily using its half-formed tail to propel itself to land. We lost count of how many missiles it took to sink the damned thing but when nameless higher-ups told us to bring in the big guns and make sure it wouldn't live to see another day well... we did.
We're still waiting for its next attempt, knowing that it's become fluent enough to pass for a human.
Knowing that it's determined to make it to land, to bring its gift to us all.
And not knowing where the source is...
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