Reality Wave - Reptilian Feast - Chapter 52


Hisses come from the darkness. They’re all around us. It’s pitch dark in this massive cavern. Using our night vision we can make out some movement among the boulders. Their eyes glow like amber-colored fire. The Reptilians, we’ve found a whole nest of them!

"Armstrong, take the left flank, Meyers you cover him! Coby take the right! My team takes their positions like a precise machine forming a solid line of fire. The only thing we got going for us is that these are tunnelers. They don’t have armor or pulse weapons like the warrior clan of their species. Everything is under control, well until these things make their move. They leap about from boulder to boulder with blinding speed, their tails whipping in the air.

“Open fire!” I firmly command. Flashing fire breaks the darkness open revealing dozens of leaping scaly bodies. Shell casings spit out from our weapons and large numbers of Reptilians fall from our wall of fire. Their scaled hides can’t stop the armor piercing rounds we are using. Their dead bodies pile up in front of us quickly.

But it doesn’t seem to matter as their sheer numbers and speed enable them to be all over us before we know it. Our line breaks as horrifying screams, blood, and flying body parts of my squad members explode all around me.

My heart races as I fan my assault rifle in full auto moving quickly backward. What’s left of my squad are being torn apart and eaten. Fear overtakes me, as the long dagger-like teeth of these Reptilians strips the bones of Armstrong. Meyers is nothing more but a bloody torso now. His limbs pulled off like pulling the twigs from a tree branch.

Taylor is next to me firing at the attackers, as I turn screaming “Retreat!!” her head tumbles to the ground in front of me. Her headless body is still standing firing her rifle as blood spurts from the bloody stump on her shoulders. Her body finally tips over onto it’s side, ferocious Reptilians pile on, tearing her body to bits.

I can see them coming closer and closer! They’re everywhere! Everyone has been torn to pieces, I’m the last one left! I start screaming in sheer terror, knowing I’m about to die a horrifying death! Large flapping wings sound over me as I turn around and go into a full all out run for my life! Running through twisting pathways I can hear them on my heels! It’s like almost as though they’re toying with me! Feeding off my fear, waiting to tear me to shreds like the others.

Suddenly a sharp pain runs through my shoulder, blood spurts from where my arm once was! My leg is yanked with tremendous force taking me to the ground. I try to regain my footing but realize there’s blood squirting from the ragged end of my pants! My foot and calf are gone! Agonizing pain rips through my entire body as they swarm over me digging their six-inch teeth into my flesh.

From the swirling darkness, a giant claw punctures my chest splattering blood across my face. My screams turn into only gurgles as I’m separated from my body. I can see them feeding on my body as everything begins to blur out! My eyes spring open, only to awaken from one nightmare and into possibly another.

I suddenly awake screaming in sheer terror. I realize I’m in my office, at my desk. I must of been having a nightmare. It was so real! The experience of dying in such a horrible way was so traumatic. Suddenly there’s a knock on my door.

“Yes?” wiping the tears from my eyes.
Armstrong’s voice sounds from the other side of the door. “Sir, are you alright?”
I open the door, he can see beads of perspiration on my face. My eyes are probably watery and reddened.

“Sir we heard a scream, are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yes, I’m okay, just a nightmare, I – I fell asleep at my desk.”
“Sir that must have been one hell of a nightmare, you sounded absolutely terrified.”
“Thank you, Armstrong, for your concern, but I'm okay now.”
“Okay, sir.”

I close the door, the squad can’t think I might be losing my mind. I can’t even say anything about my other dreams to Tarver, he might think I’m unfit to command. I slowly sit back down at my desk, trying to piece this together. The two were dreams at the pyramid, I thought maybe like Phillips said that somehow the mystical powers of the pyramid caused those nightmares or whatever they were. But what about the one in the plane? Where I relived the Pentagon attack.

But this one – it seamlessly blended with my reality. I don’t actually know when it started. I can only guess it was when we finished the tour of the bio lab.


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