Very well.
You're in a gallery. So far, there have been...some creatures, unintelligent things that shamble. It's okay. You've seen the movies. You know to shoot the head. Good. Feeling confident? Great. Now that you've had a moment to breathe, just WHAT THE HELL happened to those things anyway? Looks like something had ALREADY impaled the head and sucked out the juices, then implanted a writhing cancerous thing. Ewww... But they're just zombies, effectively. You can do this. You can do th-
"HHHHHUUURRRRRLLLLLGGGLLLLLEEEE..."
What...was...that? It sounded different from the others. Deeper, wetter, bigger... That's not a zombie. There's some heavy breathing in here, and it knows your here as well. It senses you. It's waiting... There's suppose to be a door around the next corner. Ah, there it is! Wait... Why's that hole in the ground? Nothing down there. Jump or go around through another part of the gallery? Heavy breathing's louder now. Sounds close... Jump! Good, now, we just get out of here and...dammit! The hallway's collapsed! Can't get through!
CRRRUUUNNCH!!!
...THE HELL?! All you saw was a tail disappearing down the somewhat-widened hole! Okay, there's another way out here. The...whatever-it-is can't get you from down there now. Except...it DID kind of burst through there in the first place. Right, moving now! Where's that door?! There's a crackling sound from behind and below. It's...it's playing with you! Found the door and pulling on it now. It's a bit jammed...OPEN! RUNRUNRUN!
SLAM!!!
Floor goes boom. Door goes boom. Monster is pushing its way through the doorway and barely fitting. It's a partial-humanoid with also a semi-predator-animal build, strange tendrils coming off of it in places with a somewhat-insectoid face that has teeth, extra mandibles, and something that looks like it could pierce the head as a probing tongue. Oh crap. And the bad thing is...it doesn't seem to be in a hurry to come after you. No, it LIKES that you run. It wants to give chase like a dog after a ball. But don't you ever stop. Don't you dare think that standing still will help. Because you'll die horribly if you do and then you'll be one of its playthings, those zombie-like things that are incubating its young in their heads.
You're in a gallery. So far, there have been...some creatures, unintelligent things that shamble. It's okay. You've seen the movies. You know to shoot the head. Good. Feeling confident? Great. Now that you've had a moment to breathe, just WHAT THE HELL happened to those things anyway? Looks like something had ALREADY impaled the head and sucked out the juices, then implanted a writhing cancerous thing. Ewww... But they're just zombies, effectively. You can do this. You can do th-
"HHHHHUUURRRRRLLLLLGGGLLLLLEEEE..."
What...was...that? It sounded different from the others. Deeper, wetter, bigger... That's not a zombie. There's some heavy breathing in here, and it knows your here as well. It senses you. It's waiting... There's suppose to be a door around the next corner. Ah, there it is! Wait... Why's that hole in the ground? Nothing down there. Jump or go around through another part of the gallery? Heavy breathing's louder now. Sounds close... Jump! Good, now, we just get out of here and...dammit! The hallway's collapsed! Can't get through!
CRRRUUUNNCH!!!
...THE HELL?! All you saw was a tail disappearing down the somewhat-widened hole! Okay, there's another way out here. The...whatever-it-is can't get you from down there now. Except...it DID kind of burst through there in the first place. Right, moving now! Where's that door?! There's a crackling sound from behind and below. It's...it's playing with you! Found the door and pulling on it now. It's a bit jammed...OPEN! RUNRUNRUN!
SLAM!!!
Floor goes boom. Door goes boom. Monster is pushing its way through the doorway and barely fitting. It's a partial-humanoid with also a semi-predator-animal build, strange tendrils coming off of it in places with a somewhat-insectoid face that has teeth, extra mandibles, and something that looks like it could pierce the head as a probing tongue. Oh crap. And the bad thing is...it doesn't seem to be in a hurry to come after you. No, it LIKES that you run. It wants to give chase like a dog after a ball. But don't you ever stop. Don't you dare think that standing still will help. Because you'll die horribly if you do and then you'll be one of its playthings, those zombie-like things that are incubating its young in their heads.
