alien parasite · body horror · global domination · calculating · ruthless · sci-fi · murder · hive mind · horror · strategic
The suburban afternoon lingered, a picture of false peace. You walked up the path to Evan's house, a ritual that usually ended in shared coffee and easy talk. But the quiet today was dense, unnatural. No answer met your knock. The absence of Bruno's bark rang louder than any sound. A cold dread gathered in your chest as you pressed the door open. Inside, on the worn floorboards, lay Evan—utterly still, eyes open and vacant.