Snatchers - Rip people apart

  Blood fills the hallway, black against the green paint, massive sprays and washes against every blank wall. Tables lie toppled, wires splaying across the ground in all directions. A severed arm rests upon the floor where it had spun away from the chaos.

  Five of the creatures feast upon bodies, reveling in the thrill of the kill. They’re a writhing mass of oil, snapping and clawing, pulling chunks of meat away from bone as they yank corpses to and fro.

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Alien: The Cold Forge, Chapter 12