A conspiracy, a betrayal, a terrifying nightmare, a fear with no end in sight.
A huge hall, shattered glass strewn everywhere, a breached iron security gate.
Several gruesomely dead bodies, blood flowing across the floor, a woman collapsed on the cold ground.
All of it formed a scene called betrayal and betrayal.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Military boots stepped over the debris on the floor as a tall figure strolled along.
Trevor clasped his hands behind his back. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and he took a deep breath, his face intoxicated.
"You know, this smell makes me feel like I hold the power of life and death over quite a few people."
He lowered his head and looked at Amanda lying in a pool of blood. The once-glorious, arrogant fat Black woman had died with her eyes wide open.
He crouched down and pried the loudspeaker from the woman's tightly clenched hand.
"Great Starfish."
Trevor smiled as he stared fixedly at the giant starfish floating in the water. "Let's discuss a deal."
"I am Starro, not a starfish."
The giant starfish waved its five tentacles. The huge eye in the center of its body blinked as it watched Trevor, giving off the eerie, mythical feeling of Cthulhu.
"All right, Starro."
Trevor spread his hands. "You can call me Trevor. Here's the situation: I killed the woman who was supposed to work with you."
"Now I'll be the one discussing our cooperation."
"I understand."
Starro blinked its huge eye at Trevor. "The strong prevail and the weak are eliminated. The fittest survive."
"That is how we do things on my planet as well."
Starro waved its tentacles and made a piercing gesture. "Kill your opponents. Seize their resources."
"I can help you."
This alien creature displayed extraordinary intelligence.