Gremlin morph

Then we heard the skittering sounds of dozens of small feet.

I caught a glimpse of grayish creatures, less than three and a half feet tall. They were carrying knives and clubs and one of them swung a club at the lantern Vicky was holding, smashing it, and plunging us into darkness. We still had out headlamps, but the others hadn't switched theirs on, leaving me as the only source of lighting for our whole group.

***

Amy quickly moved to heal her sister while I looked over the body. The skull had been damaged, presumably by a fourteen ton punch from Vicky. Ruth sounded nauseous and asked for the bathroom. While the others were distracted, I grabbed a knife from the kitchen cabinet and started poking through the parts of the skull that were embedded in the brain.

I felt a sudden surge of pleasure as I saw connections.

***

“They can see in wavelengths that we can't,” Amy said. “Letting them basically see in the dark. They've got better hearing, teeth, and if there's enough food, they can produce a litter a week.”

***

Bright