“You see anything, Jack?’ asked Max.
“Nothing that’s making that noise.” Jack laid on the floor with his head and shoulders over the edge. “Hold my legs someone.”
Theo and Max grabbed Jack’s ankles as he squirmed forward and leaned into the void. In the light he directed beneath the bridge were caught hundreds of small mouse-size creatures with an insect appearance. The first thing Jack noticed was their mouths, a round maw crammed with hundreds of tiny sharp teeth. Orange spikes encircled the mouth and twitched like feelers as they scuttled forward. White, pupil-less eyes on protrusions of skin, closed when his light made contact. The two claws on two-fingered hands attached to double jointed arms were long, curved and designed to rip the flesh of its victims. Just as lethal were their four, clawed feet that presently gripped the rough underside of the path. The clicking sound that invaded the air was made by hundreds of these tiny clawed feet climbing the walls and moving across the bottom of the path. Jack indicated for Theo and Max to pull him up and quickly explained the danger.
Jane let out a scream when one scrambled over the edge.
Theo grimaced and backed away when the insect paused and turned its tiny teeth-choked head to glance at each of them in turn, as if selecting a suitable meal from the platter on offer.
Jack’s foot shot out and returned it to the void.
When more of the insects swarmed over the edge, they backed away and hurried along the path toward the center of the room, only to be confronted by a new menace. Hundreds of evil, yellow eyes shone in the darkness. Beams of light aimed at the claws scraping on metal, revealed a wave of fur and teeth rushing at them.
“Space rats!” said Theo.
Eli had to admit it was a fitting name for the vicious creatures.
Jack turned his gaze away from the approaching menace and focused on the iron god. “Up the ramp, now!”
Richard, whose sense of self-preservation when danger threatened grew larger than his inflated ego, was already halfway up the ramp.
Jack glanced over at the alien insects. An insidious wave of miniature death flowed across the floor toward them. He waited until Jane and Lucy had passed him before he joined the sprint for safety. If there was no exit at the top, they’d never survive the attack.
When they neared the top of the ramp, a terrifying squeal rang out from below. The two species had reached the bottom of the ramp at the same time and a battle had ensued for the fleeing prize.
The larger space rats were covered in spiky green fur and about the size of a small dog, but a lot more ferocious, at first seemed better matched to defeat the smaller insect army. The rats’ teeth-lined mouths and claw-tipped limbs, bit, chewed, ripped and squashed many of the smaller foes and snatched them from the air when they leapt to attack.
However, the insects had a secret weapon. As if a silent signal had been dispatched, the cavalry arrived in the form of their kind that were three times as large and whose swelled bodies were covered in small white balls. They scrambled over the pack stretched across the floor and paused a short distance away from the larger beasts. The balls shot into the air and exploded. Tiny versions of the insects rained down on the rats. With their round mouths and tiny teeth spinning, the offspring burrowed through their victim’s skin. They ate, gnawed and ripped their way through the rat’s innards to emerge in a spray of blood a few moments later slightly larger. While the remains of their hosts collapsed to the ground, the insect parasites leapt onto the nearest living beast and frenziedly attacked and burrowed into flesh.
The cannibalistic rats attacked and ate any of their kind that fell or were wounded. Caught up in the chaotic attack, some rats turned on their brethren regardless of them suffering any wounds.
Richard had seen none of this. He’d rushed up the ramp and entered through the opening in the side of the gigantic head. While he paused to catch his breath, he gazed around the strange chamber. Though the eyes were too high for him to reach, the gaping mouth provided an opening into the dark room. The others had wondered as to the vast room’s purpose. Most had concluded it was probably a meeting hall, perhaps even a place of worship. Richard couldn’t care less what it had been used for. He lived in the present. They’d made an unparalleled discovery that would astound the world. If he failed to make a fortune out of this, he wasn’t as devious as he believed he was. However, first, he had to survive. He gazed through the open mouth at the creatures fighting below and shivered at their frenzied ferocity. Footsteps heading up the ramp announced the imminent arrival of his team mates. A glance around the head’s interior revealed an opening at the back. He rushed through and discovered stairs with treads designed for a species with longer legs than humans. He heard the others arrive and called out. “There’s a way down in here.”
The rats knew from experience when the egg laden females arrived, victory was impossible. They retreated and scrambled up the walls to watch from the safety of the balcony.
Free to continue their pursuit unmolested, the insects rushed up the ramp.
Theo entered the opening at the back of the head and aimed his light down the stairwell before turning it on Richard. “Where does it lead?”
Richard shrugged. “Does it matter? We’ve nowhere else to go.” Richard jumped down the first tread.
The rush of tiny feet up the ramp accompanied their hasty descent deeper into the bowels of the strange alien vessel. The shadows their flashlights cast on the walls spookily tracked their progress. A short corridor at the base led to small door with its control intact. Praying it would work, Richard stabbed a hand at the button. The door slid open with a metallic rasp that sounded sinister in their current state of anxiety. As the insects rushed down the stairs, the team entered the unknown. As soon as the last person was through, Richard closed the door.
The insects leading the charge dived at the rapidly narrowing gap. Only one made it through. White blood with the consistency of pus, exploded from the bodies of those crushed between the edge of the door and the frame when the two met.
Eli screamed when claws and teeth ripped through his clothing and latched onto his leg. Blood sprayed his fingers as he clawed at the feasting insect and threw it to the floor. It splattered when Henry stamped on it, turning it into a gooey mess of white blood and tiny body parts.
The remains of the insects squashed bodies dribbled down the door join. Heads and limbs caught in the white gelatinous fluid refused to accept their fate and snapped and clawed ineffectually at the food they’d failed to catch. By the time they had reached the floor, they were lifeless.
Shaking and pale from the attack, Eli leaned against the wall and slumped to the floor. Theo took the first aid kit from his pack and cleaned and bandaged Eli’s wound.
“If those things in the cathedral room didn’t count as first contact, that encounter certainly did,” said Richard.
When Theo had finished attending to his wound, Eli lit a cigarette to calm his nerves.
Henry, concerned and confused by what had just happened, joined the others in staring at the door while the insects on the far side scratched at it. “I don’t know how it’s even possible alien creatures have survived so long under the ice, but obviously they have, and there might be more. The time for exploration is over. We need to get off this spaceship as soon as possible before one of us is killed.”
They spread out to search the room for another exit.
Eli grimaced when he stretched out his wounded leg. His excitement at first entering the spaceship had definitely waned. He smiled at the reaction he imagined Michael, his teenage son, would give when he told him about this. His job wouldn’t seem so boring to him then.