Strain - Update
Added 2019-09-08 15:25:29 +0000 UTCI'm here to give you a snippet of a story I'm writing with Jess 👌 It makes my creative juices flow my dudes. So cool to play around with some alien space shit~
He stares in shock, frozen in fear, remnant adrenaline making his head spin. It’s only after he catches one of the Mass’ long, slick limbs begin to undulate slowly under Its restraints, that sense returns to him, and he scrambles to his feet, lunging for his pulse pistol and picking it up with shaking, clumsy fingers.
He can see the foam start to slowly crumble from the corner of his eyes… but he suspected this would happen; it hardens far too quickly, meant to sustain a body that actually has form… but one that shifted constantly? One without substance? He gained minutes, at best. But it is all he needs.
Taking a few quick steps towards his assailant - his cruel savior - he points the muzzle straight between its two rows of iridescent eyes. His arms shake, exhaustion beginning to settle over him like a heavy fog.
The Creature’s own rage seeps into him, slithering through his body, intoxicating his blood; his eyes burn with ire, and when he spits his words out, they are like lashes laced with poison against Its flesh:
“Fucking stay down, bitch.”
His index finger flexes a margin - and the pistol fires.
Written by Jess.
