Calendar 259872/ 2000 [ Sol Year 4387/ Day 153 of 365. Sol standard year]

Days after of Crash landing/ 2

Uninhabited Island / Ruins / Scholar’s Rest/ Lowest Level

Galactic Standard Time / 0835

Rogix only stared at Bryce in silence, and Bryce let him. When they reached the five corpses Bryce looked down. Seeing body parts covered in either chitin, fur, or scales he scowled. To him, this was starting to remind him of things he would rather forget.

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“Well, that looks wonderful,” Rogix said stiffly.

Bryce looked up and felt a flash of revulsion. What he was looking at was nothing but a terror. The door looked like some kind of aquatic creature’s mouth. It had six eyes on what might have been stalks all around the opening.

Bryce forced down the emotions he was feeling and looked at Rogix. “That god of theirs. Was a clear picture of it ever found?”

Rogix looked at him and then went still. Slowly he looked at the door-mouth and frowned. “No, I don’t think so. The records say they came, killed, and took prisoners. Nothing about what they were feeding their captive to. Most thought they were cannibals.”

Bryce looked at the doorway and frowned. Something about the way this thing was shown was bothering him. It took him a while but then he saw it, this was too real! This wasn’t a dream, someone took the time to copy something they had seen! But was this how big it was, or was the door smaller than the creature? “So this might be their god then?”