Running quickly along the corridor, Natasha soon noticed some kind of marks on the wall, as if a huge sharp instrument had been scratched on it. This reminded her of the terrifying outlines of those monsters, and she couldn't help but shudder. Shivering, and having the illusion that something was falling from the shadows and moving towards him quickly.
It was something that was roaring silently, accompanied by the sound of claws clicking and scratching on metal.
Even from above, from inside the ceiling shaft, there was a hissing sound, echoing with some kind of roar.
Natasha quickened her pace, and just when she was about to reach the entrance of the canteen, the door suddenly opened. A strong hand stretched out, grabbed her arm, dragged her in, and quickly closed the door.
"Sister is afraid."
Natasha almost cried when she saw that it was Galin, the silly son of the Weiner family. This poor man seemed to have been born with some kind of curse. Although he had a strong body, he had an ugly face and low intelligence. He has a very simple personality and always helps everyone with heavy and tiring work.
"Gailin, you're still alive, that's great."
Natasha touched the other person's face, conveying a kind of affection and friendliness, and the other person returned the love by placing his palm on her shoulder. There was a kind of friendliness under the ugly face, which was all he could express. The most gentle and friendly person.
Then she looked around and realized why Galin had survived. Two armed servitors had been deployed here at some point. The weapons on their arms were all activated and they were scanning the entrance vigilantly. Perhaps this was Weiner. Madam's arrangement, but this place won't block those monsters for long.
"Gailin, come, sister will take you away."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sense of ominous premonition hit him like a razor-like sting, rushing towards him like a scorching trajectory.
She grabbed Galin's hand without thinking, but he was so dumbfounded that he actually threw it away and turned around to face the coming horror.
At the same time, the armed servitors were also activated. Bombs danced in the air and exploded in the senses. The bright laser gunfire dazzled her, forcing her to fall backwards, her legs tightened and curled up into a ball, as if being trapped. In a cage.
She was sure the monster was coming, surrounding her like a wolf surrounding a lamb.
There was smoke everywhere, a bitter-sweet stench filling her eyes and nostrils, and armed servitors were still scanning for targets, with a set of sunken visual and sensory organs on their heads like a vulture's beak, Shaking between the shoulders.
Galin let out an angry roar, lifting the dining table beside him and raising his head, ready to fight—until something fell to the floor with a rock-shattering impact.
Natasha's eyes widened and her body went slack with fear.
It was so huge and towering, like a nightmare in the shadows, shrouded in the lingering night, and the sharp claws on its arms were like jagged blades.
The limbs weren't the worst thing, though.
When she looked into the other person's eyes, she saw the worst thing - those narrow scarlet eyes carved into the skull of some beastly predator, looking down at its prey with a terrifying gesture. Her eyes were filled with the desire to hunt, and something as deep as midnight looked at her through those eyes.
Its mere glance was enough to crucify her like an insect in a herbarium.
"No--"
She rolled over and crawled on the ground like a dog, through the gunshots, the roars, through the death, the terror.
The sound of the armed servitor falling to the ground was like beaten flesh, and Galin's roar was short and sharp, and the sharp claws pierced his jaw and chest. His physique could not provide any protection, and the opponent's speed was too fast.
Natasha cried and worked hard, her throat almost breathless, her muscles ached all over, and her clothes were stained with the blood of her kind.
The door to the employee passage was right in front of her. She pushed it open with all her strength, and then plunged into the shadows.
She must escape before her will completely breaks down.
In the staff room, she grabbed a sharp knife, then ran like crazy, fell, continued running, fell again——
Until all sounds are gone.
Until all sounds are gone.
At the end of the passage was a half-open door. Natasha panted and walked over and pulled it open.
The next moment, she finally screamed.
The mutilated corpses of her parents were hanging in the hall where the shuttle was parked. They seemed to have suffered some kind of torture. Their skins were peeled off and their eyes were gouged out, leaving only the dark bloody holes staring at them. He hugged himself, and the cold blood dripped onto the ground along his naturally hanging limbs, gathering into a small pool.
She fell to the ground holding her head, and her whole world completely collapsed.
Then a clawed creature tried to grab her from behind.
Just when the iron-like hands were about to strangle her neck, Natasha spun around at an astonishing speed, and the hidden knife stabbed out.
The opponent quickly adjusted his sprinting action to dodge sideways, but the blade still scraped the opponent's arm and caused a string of sparks to fly.
Immediately afterwards, Natasha screamed and climbed onto the wall with her hands and feet. She twisted and jumped, kicking the wall with her feet until she gathered all the strength in her body and rushed forward.
The knife in her hand flashed out again, with strong anger, and went straight to the opponent's head.
However, the opponent just raised his palm and struck her arm hard. The fragile bones shattered under the super force, and the knife flew out of her hand and slid off the ground.
Natasha's scream was more of anger than pain. She stared with purple eyes, dragging the lavender blood flowing down her way, and turned around to chase the fallen weapon.
But the other person was faster, and the killer grabbed her other arm.
With a twisting and slimy sound, the arm wrenched from the shoulder.
Natasha slipped to the ground and screamed, inhuman blood gushing from the open wound. Her voice was so sharp that it sounded like some kind of sonic weapon.
As a result, the other party slapped her in the face. The blow was hard enough to make her dizzy, but not fatal. Coupled with the strong mental stimulation just now, Natasha's consciousness finally couldn't hold on, and she rolled her eyes several times. He tilted his head softly.
"Company Commander, I successfully captured the target."
In the silent darkness, a huge figure stood next to Natasha.
Along with a burst of cold noise, another strange and weak voice sounded.
"Very good, Nikolas, your plan is thorough and rigorous. You have the potential to become a hunting master, but you still spent too much time. The original plan was one hour and twenty minutes, but you spent one hour and forty minutes." Twenty minutes is sometimes a fatal mistake in a battle plan."
After a moment of silence, a voice sounded.
"I understand, company commander."
"Bring that thing here, I will teach you more about aliens tomorrow."
"yes."
Then, he lowered his head and stared at the unconscious Natasha.
"It seems that you can continue to live for a while. If your answer satisfies the company commander, your torture may end, but... I would rather peel off your skin with my own hands."
After saying that, he threw the unconscious Natasha on his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the passage.
(End of chapter)
