His HUB screen had been displaying the same message for almost three hours - "You are being pursued!". It gave no further explanation, the main HUB portal didn't detect any other organic life signatures other than the few plants he'd brought from home as part of an ongoing zero-g botany experiment.
If it hadn't started to breathe he might never have noticed it at all. It was that sole huff of hot air against the back of his neck that sent him spinning to find the source. The very organic and well camouflaged source that was uninterested in hiding now that its prey knew it was there.
The only luck he had was that it moved so painfully slowly, its slug-like body rippling towards him as its skin seemed to fold over the space in front, using the air itself to gradually propel its mass towards him. It was a few inches away by the time his brain caught up with his fear and sent him running.
The station was one of the smallest in orbit and its only transportation pod was less than halfway back from a resupply trip. Somehow he would have to constantly keep an eye on and avoid the creature chasing him, hoping and doubting that it was the only one on board.
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