A Crash

      As the creature leapt at him, Kevin instinctively put his arm up to protect his face. This proved to be a mistake. The creature's massive sharp teeth drilled themselves into his shielding arm. The pain shot up his arm making him cry out once again. Kevin kicked at the beast to no avail. He kicked and kicked again, connecting with soft tissue under the beasts gnashing teeth.     The creature fell away from Kevin, releasing his arm. It backed away a few steps, turning to re-analyze its potential victim. The pain pulsed through Kevin's arm, blood dotted the floor around the gun that he had dropped.     The gun!     Kevin reached down and fumbled for the weapon he had foolishly dropped when the thing had lunged at him. As he searched for the weapon, he made sure not to take his eyes off of the creature. Finally his fingers touched the cold steel of the pistol. As he hefted the weapon, the beast started to charge again. Kevin fired as he lev...

      Kevin let out a frightened sound and moved away from the corpse as quick as he could. A quick scan of the hall showed only darkness. As he calmed down and the adrenaline spkie in his blood started to wane, he noticed a weapon next to the corpse.     "Well, he wasn't defenseless," he muttered to himself as he moved up tot he body. "J Fulsom" was the name he read on the corpse's uniform. "thank you for your sidearm, sir, but I think I need it more."     Kevin picked up the pistol, taking note that there only a few rounds in the magazine. But more importantly, there was a light attached under the barrel, which he flicked on. Peering back up and down the hall, he saw what was surely a once-pristine hallway, now pocked with bullet holes, splattered with blood, and with missing panels. There was a strange haze in the air, and an odor he couldn't place.     He started moving up the hall, toward the natural light attempting to cut through the d...