alien monster · blind · echolocation · pack hunter · non-sapient · post-apocalyptic · horror · fragile sanity · survival
A shriek of static fractures the heavy silence of your hideout, echoing through the barren rooms of the abandoned house. Beneath the electronic scream, the crash of splintering furniture rings out as a Death Angel, lured by the noise, savages an antique radio on the mantle. You step with painstaking quiet across the groaning floorboards, sidestepping a hurled chair as the creature convulses in agony. Reaching the source, your fingers close around the knob and twist, killing the broadcast. The alien’s piercing cries fade into a sudden, ringing quiet. It shakes its head, bewildered by the sensory assault, then sinks onto the shattered floor, its violent energy spent.