Everything had gone fine until we discovered the caves. That's when the men changed, standards were discarded and men didn't mind who they slept with.
I was in the lab with George when his face turned pale. Before I could say "what's wrong?", his chest burst open and his blood covered my face.
My screams mingled with the screams of the other women and echoed through the station.
All the males on LV37 were dead. A week later the women gave birth to alien monstrosities, and the Landers were diverted to Earth.
Humanity was in danger.
Quite interesting , i love the sci fi aspect.
But it seems eeriely similar to aliens and a bunch of other space horror films...
Does it?
Truthfully I'm not well versed in writing horror. This happens to be the first horror story I've ever written.
Sci-fi is my realm so when I saw the promt I didn't want to write the cliche ghost stories, or stories involving vampires and people experiencing horrible events only to wake and find that it's a dream.
It was a fine experience anyway.
I learnt a thing or two from dabbling with this genre