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Date Posted: 23:47:14 08/02/02 Fri
Author: Adrian Foxx
Subject: Scary dream...

[So sue me. I think this would be a bit interesting for background of the timetraveller.]

Night soon falls, and the urge to rest hits Adrian like a sack of bricks. He excuses himself from an indepth conversation with an advisor, quickly making his way for the guest quarters, one being provided by the generous man. He settles himself on the bed, then presses a few keypad buttons, and his suit completely depressurizes. He removes his gauntlets, then his upper torso suit, and finishing with his lower torso suit. He sits back, in an undershirt and a pair of boxerbriefs, and stares off into space. Soon, sleep finds him, resting peacefully on the bed.

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Lights flash, alarms wailing. Soldiers rush to and fro, flamethrowers and smartguns brimming with ammunition. Adrian turns and stares, looking up from his quantum singularity project, half-way finished with his suit. A man screams down the hall, followed by a feral, wicked, gurgling hiss. Soldiers shout out orders and gunfire and flames are heard. One of the guards wielding a flamethrower stands beside Adrian, partially looking to the frightened, important scientist.

"Don't worry, sir. That escaped Xenomorph won't get this far."

Adrian merely nods, shivering as he stares at the dimly-lit hallway. More gunfire, followed by screams of pain and death, and the sound of flesh being torn asunder like it was caught between metal grinders. Soon, a small blip is heard from the Soldier, who looks down. His motion tracker. He curses, flicking on the flame thrower, staring into the now-dark corridor. Blip... Blip... Blip-blip-blip BLIP! The soldier blinks, seeing a flitting form, black and sleek, rushing through the hallway, jumping from wall to wall, to the ceiling, to the floor, all around. The beast hisses and screams, lunging imposibly far and fast, over twenty feet, colliding with the soldier. Seconds later, the man is no more than a pile of gore. Adrian instantly grabs up the flame thrower, hastily backing away. The beast stares at him, slaver dribbling from it's segmented jaw, eyeless face staring. The creature, thin and lanky, yet jet black in color and completely streamlined, recoils and leaps forward, jaws wide open, a scream of bloodthirsty hunger.


Adrian gasps as he bolts awake, panting hard, cold sweat covering him. Only an hour after nightfall. Any telipathically-sensitive persons within the castle see the last image, of the jaws of the beast, dripping with blood from it's victims. The scientist shivers and clutches his knees to his chest, shaking his head, gasping out weak words.

"...ever since... ...you've haunted my dreams... ...no more, please... ...oh, God, no more..."

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