Aliens at Mysuru Dasara

It was hungry. Five weeks ago the crew had been starving. They drew lots and Naga had drawn the short straw, thanks to his sacrifice they had survived until yesterday, and the first taste of warm blood in months. Today it had awoken ravenous. Looking down on the blue and silver planet, smaller yet otherwise so reminiscent of its home, it knew there were meals on the surface. Creatures that resembled and no doubt tasted like the best cuts of meat. It let the ship do the scanning.


Genre: Science Fiction