The Expedition

Professor Warner O'Neill:

I have decided to record what will surely be the last hours of my life. I am the sole survivor of the expedition. So far I have been able to find some safety in this chamber, but I know the barred door won't last much longer.

The creature loomed before us

Resplendent in wickedness

But invisible to our senses

We grasped at nothingness

I am no longer sure of what day it is or how long I have been trapped here. I hold no hope for rescue. My only hope is that the information in this recording may help the next expedition stop this terror that has killed us all.

Ghosts of the Expedition:

Frozen and timeless

Encysted, dormant, dessicated

Drawn to the heat

Of the life-glow and death exhausted

Friction, then impact

Awakened by the penetration

Mindless, but omnipotent

Driven by the only truth

Professor Warner O'Neill:

Light bends around this dripping sphere

I feel it penetrate into my deepest fear

It is invisible but its breathing I can hear

I can feel its tongue rasping at my inner ear

Mighty tentacles wrap 'round my neck

It tries to take me in, but I must not let it

How do we fight what cannot even see?

How do we fight when we can't even breathe?

Bastard

Creature

Spawned of chaos old

The Invisible Hunter:

When it's all done, you'll be a part of me

Circulating systemically

Horror unfolds in the silent cold

I'll never release my hold

Professor Warner O'Neill:

The creature loomed before us

Resplendent in wickedness

But invisible to our senses

We grasped at nothingness

It drank deeply of our essence

Showing itself in a crimson plume

Prolonging the exquisite agony

Showing us the future as it consumed

The creature proved invulnerable to our weapons. All attempts to destroy the thing were fruitless. It drove us deeper into the catacombs and then picked us off one by one. It is almost completely invisible until it feeds.

Ghosts of the Expedition:

Searching the airless wastes

Its thirst grew on through the eons

Now its lust is only matched

By the numbers of screaming fluid sacks

Oblivious to the haunting threat

Defenseless against attack

Picked off one by one

Embraced by the starborn horror

Professor Warner O'Neill:

Alien mind with earthly intent

Tissue and plasma and intellect

Your mind and body it will both infect

You're the nutrient it has come to collect

As it feeds, its form comes to light

Gelatinous veins and brains shining bright

Your flesh is infested, your mind is bested

Defenses tested, nothing is wasted

Bastard

Creature

Spawned of chaos old

The Invisible Hunter:

When it's all done, you'll be a part of me

Circulating systemically

Horror unfolds in the silent cold

I'll never release my hold

Professor Warner O'Neill:

The creature loomed before us

Resplendent in wickedness

But invisible to our senses

We grasped at nothingness

It drank deeply of our essence

Showing itself in a crimson plume

Prolonging the exquisite agony

Showing us the future as it consumed

It has been steadily exerting force on the door. The ancient timbers are beginning to splinter. Whoever finds this, I implore you, the catacombs must be sealed shut. I fear that the energy the beast has consumed are for reproductive purposes.

The Invisible Hunter:

I will not go

Back to the cold

I will not go

Back to the cold

Professor Warner O'Neill:

The creature loomed before us

Resplendent in wickedness

But invisible to our senses

We grasped at nothingness

It drank deeply of our essence

Showing itself in a crimson plume

Prolonging the exquisite agony

Showing us the future as it consumed

The Invisible Hunter:

I will not go

Back to the cold

I will not go

Back to the fucking cold