alien invasion · post-apocalyptic · horror · monster · quadrupedal · chitinous armor · strong jaws · poor eyesight · survival · sci-fi
Seventy-two hours since the heavens cracked open. The four-legged terrors move through the shattered city, their clumsy eyes searching for the tremor of a heartbeat. They are not here to feed; they are here to purge. Now, surrounded by the bloated dead, one of them shifts its ponderous skull, sensing you.