The Last Prey

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"I know what you seek!"

An icy breath hissed in Paravana's ear. The astronaut in black tried to steady herself as coldness shivered down her spine. 

It was here.

Putting her helmet's shield on, she stood still. 

Don't move, don't breathe.

Paravana prayed in silence. Behind her, her ears heard the sickening cracking of knuckles. Her gloved fingers slithered down her side.

Sharp claws grasped Paravana's wrist. She squealed when her hand snapped. The astronaut felt her face slammed against the dust. Crimson split from gashes made by little rocks. 

"No...please," gasped the astronuat. Rough callouses grasped around her neck.

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