Things were changing here - now the enemy started to appear in groups.
“You don’t belong here! The female - she’s one of us already. Either join us or perish!“ This sounded like something new. Sinclair stopped for a while to assess this new change. This still was a threat, but they offered an option of joining them. In what way? By becoming a part of your tribe? You, pathetic anthropomorphic, feeble, mindless mockery of humans.
And they dare say Mara is one of them. She would rather die than become a glob of green goo!
“Like hell she is!“ Exclaimed Sinclair, leaving the dismembered mess behind and moving on. They started acting on his nerves, but their intensified effort implied that he was getting close to the place where they kept Mara
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