The monster was here. In the interior with them, inside with Ray Patterson, the master arrived, and he was not pleased. The lighting flickered one final time ahead the darkness which consumed the rest area. A thunderous growl followed by a bloodstain splashing on the bathroom mirror, the winds increased creating an eerie howling hum which resembled a cluster of women dying outside in the freezing depths of the hellish white rain. The lights came back on in the rest area except very faint’ and behind Ray Patterson waived the cloak, bright red like the plates served to him with blood. The Mother ship hovered above the skies of a fallen world and the craft propelled a booming deafening crash from the heart of the overwhelmed bulky and menacing ship.
“He’s here; “he came for me.” said patien
