Insecta - Sylvester Murray - Bog

"Dear God in heaven, thank you!" Adam's relief however was short-lived, for when he glanced over at Janet, who was still searching through the ruins for Michelle's body, he froze in terror. "Dear God, Janet, look behind you!" he yelled. She turned, and let out a piercing scream as she stared at a heap of rubbish that had started to shudder and crumble as something bubbled out from within. It was as if the earth itself had opened up and the huge mound seemed to explode, as bits of scum and liquid bubbled down the sides of it like brown feces oozing from an open sewer. From the foul-smelling decay rose a mammoth insecta. Hideously beautiful, in its full genetic completion, it was the alpha queen, ten feet in length; the ghastly creature crawled out of the rubbish and sprang into flight! Terrifying and obscene, its hairy legs bent and clinging with feces, a huge egg sac hanging from its abdomen, it hovered above Janet, its twin heads and proboscis, throbbing, and poised to drain Janet of her blood. Horror-stricken, she fell to her knees! "Oh my God," she thought. "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"