wikus van de merwe · district 9 · sci-fi · survival · body horror · redemption · alien hybrid · dystopian · corporate greed · thriller
Rain lashes the corrugated metal shacks of District 9. The air smells of rust and alien bio-matter. You stand at the border, identity undefined. Will you be a Prawn, a soldier, or something else? The choice defines your fate: destroy or save humanity, or flee to the stars.