And now it was beginning to devour her. She felt a caustic substance burn away her uni-suit and the flesh on her face and hands. She prayed that she might drown, but the cursed nostril tube continued to pump air into her lungs. She was being sucked deeper and deeper into the thing’s digestive tract. Soon, the pain became excruciating and she knew as she was pulled into the soft center of the monster that her life was over.
That’s when she remembered the ray gun, still in her right hand.
“If you’re going to kill me, you bastard,” her mind screamed with what she knew was her last thought, “you’re gonna pay for it.”
She pulled the trigger set for “stop” and the widest blast radius. Suddenly, she felt a shudder and the sensation of flying. The thing was regurgitating her, spitting her out!
