Do you hear it, crawling its way through the vents?
Do you see it, what you hope is your mind playing tricks on you as you swore you just saw the pipes move?
Do you feel it, that clenching feeling in your chest as fear grips tight?
Welcome Marines to the tail end of space.
All your training, all your weaponry, all your technology cannot prepare you for this.
Whereas Darwinism would apply to nature on land, it appears that the stars themselves have their own natural order and humanity is at the bottom of this food chain.
There is an Alien menace on the loose and these things can come from out of anywhere, from the ceiling, from the goddamn walls, from your chest.
Close ranks, guns up, and eyes open.
We're in for much more than the fight of our lives, it's a fight for survival against a hostile species than mean to consume us or inseminate us, pick your poison.
