Mimic

1. DISTRESS CALL

Chapter 1
It was an cold dawn when i heard my phone ringing on top of my desk. I'm still on the bed, motionless. The ringing soon stopped just as i get up and rub my eyes. "5:26 AM" my digital clock displayed, next minute and it will burst an ear piercing alarm.

My name is Emily Clarkson, a crypto zoologist. Luckily for me i haven't stumble upon a haunting experience, and that was... Before i answered the next call.
The phone rung, this time i took the opportunity to answer it. When i looked at the screen, i knew it was Mr. Harrowfield.

Three days earlier, i met him on the office. He's a norwegian researcher that conaulted a half russian American crypto zoologist that's actually me. He told me that his workers received a distress call from their station on Greenland that claimed they had seen many "Aliens" that brutally killed some of their fellow workers on board the station. The sender also said that they were alive but is not going to hold out any longer. According to the guy, the call was cut shortly after they hear a loud bang in the background.
I picked the phone up and answered him.
"Hello? "
" Is this Miss Clarkson? " he answerex with a raspy voice.
" Yeah, what's the pie about? "
" Apparently i had news about the thing i had said earlier. They sent me photos of a... Um.. " he sounded uncertain and disgusted.
" What's it do-"
" It's an organism that is strangely built, luckily it's frozen from the cold. " he answered calmly.
" Can i see it? " he immediately sent the pictures of the strange creature.
When i saw it, thing brought me goosebumps.
It was a bloody spider like thing looking like a human hand frozen in a cube.
" So what do you want me to do now Mr. Harrow? "
" we're currently in the field now. Do you care joining us in the scene? Sorry, i was in a great hurry yesterday so i forgot to call you. " what he said was ridiculous, knowing that I'm actually still here in sweden.
" Well how? I can-" "we've already booked a flight for you in the Stockholm airport. If you want to join, then you'll be meeting the rest of the crew tomorrow. " he quickly raised his voice.

I hesitated for a minute, then i told him that i will call back so i put the phone down. I thought, the whole summer would be boring if i refused, but I'm kind of xenophobic, sort of.. And sometimes my head hurts like hell when i try to analyze things so much. But when i learned the fact that it's related to my job then i boldly stood up ang called him back.

" i accept it Mr. Harrowfield. "
" Excellent! Just get ready for tomorrow, the cre would be waiting for you tomorrow 8 am in the morning at the airport! " he answered enthusiastically.

I sighed, another uncertain adventure....

..... The next day......
I was ultimately ready to start it all up. Mr. Harrow called me to guide my venture. I took a cab that straightforward took me to the airport. Arriving at the terminal just in time the flight graph changes, and there is it, the flight to Greenland. "arrival time= 9:55 am" but the current time is 8:30 so I've got tons of minutes to prepare myself so i went to the cafeteria.

"Excuse me, are you miss emily?" a stout woman with deep blue eyes and neon jacket suddenly appeared behind me.
"I... I'm Emily... Emily Clarkson, something on? "
" uh yes, we're your crewmembers! Ofcourse just in time you arrived, we were waiting for you. " she answered proudly" By the way, name's Amy, Amy Looper" she continued.

I followed her through the busy crowds, and eventually she led me into the table were some of the member were chilling. They were all six persons in a crew, how fitting...

"Oh! The dictor said you might need these. " a guy with the red hooded jacket and cyan pants handed me a Pain pills bottle." My name is Michael Steele "

" Alright, everyone, it's time to prepare yourselves for a much colder environment" the last of the girls shouted.
" That's Eden, you might not like the way she talks. Im just reminding you, she's a hot tempered hoe with a soft heart. " Amy introduced the stereotypical blonde to me.

The rest were guys, Michael introduced me to Parker, the" father" of the group, he was nice though. And to Doug, he's an attractive built guy with a dyed mohawk. And Frank, their field medic thats looking like a nerdy though.

We spent the remaining time chatting about the pictures sent by Mr. Harrowfield.

"Arevyou guys skeptic about this? " asked Frank. He swayed his arms grabbing a couple of notes in his bag.
" This was photographed just a day ago. " he continued.

" dude, are you telling me aliens are real? " Eden curiously detest
" it's alien for a reason... We still dont know it, it might also be a type of species that's under ice" added Amy.
"We're really not sure until we do further tests about it" Frank scratched his hair.
"Then what if this is an ancient species? " Doug toughly exclaimed.
" Well, we'll get the bucks for that a credible" Michael stood up, drawing a cup of coffee into his mouth.

"Flight 237 Greenland, " the operator bursted the speakers, we immediately packed our stuff one last time before going to the runway.

......
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As soon as I've found a seat, we realized that it was a private jet. I got a phone call from mr. Harrows before we take off. He told me that they have traced the station and is waiting for us in the snowfield runway. He also stated that "something" isn't right, the walls of the cabins are torn off, some are burnt according to him.

The jet ultimate took off and i decided to take a nap for this short journey. It was morning but i can see that it's pretty cloudy and dark in the sky...