Tuesday, September 20, 2016

100 Words a Day 931

“We found the crew from The Undaunted, Captain.”

“And?”

Skaggs shook his head.

“What was it?”

“At first I assumed it was frostbite. But I’ve never seen anything like it before. Normally, the exposed skin of people with extreme frostbite turn black. The bodies in the shelter are bright blue though. And all of their eyes are wide open. And are deep, dark blue.” Skaggs shuttered at the memory.


A loud creak caused both to turn towards the entrance of the outbuilding. In the doorway was one of the blue-skinned men Skaggs had just described. It stumbled stiffly towards them.

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