"Wow," exclaimed a rather striking young man, "a starship of 138 people vanished in minutes. They say that their autopilot malfunctioned and the ship crashed into the planet it was orbiting, but no debris has been found yet. Their communications were shut off manually yesterday and they haven't been heard from since. I reckon it was a Ghu-Roth attack."
"You really believe in that nonsense? Here I was thinking you were smart!" said his friend, who was behind a rather complicated wall filled with flashing lights, switches and buttons.
"Daddy," said a young girl, who stood beside the young man, "who's Ghu-Roth?"
To which her father responded, "The Ghu-Roth are a group of cannibals that wipe out entire colonies at a time. The starships they attack are never heard from again and neither are their inhabitants. Their uniforms feature bulky hobnail boots, a helmet and a one piece suit made out of an unknown material - all the darkest black, aside from a red insignia right in the centre of their chest. They have technology that surpasses ours by thousands of years. It can shut off communication systems and open any locked door."
"Captain Welley, did your parents ever sing you a rhyme about the Ghu-Roth?" said the man's friend.
"I might've, but I'll say no just so I can hear your incredible voice sing it to me," mocked the captain.
"Lock up your children, lock up your wives,
The Ghu-Roth are here to take all your lives.
In the middle of the night, in the middle of the day,
There's nothing you can do that will keep them at bay.
They'll sneak into your cabin, unlock down your door,
The Ghu-Roth are out and they're hunting for more.
They'll snap all your bones, tear off your flesh,
But only if the meat is fresh.
Lock up your children, lock up your wives,
The Ghu-Roth are here to take all our lives."
They'll sneak into your cabin, unlock your door,
The Ghu-Roth are out and they're hunting for more.
They'll snap all your bones, tear off your flesh,
But only if the meat is fresh.
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November 20, 2014 - 18:13 That's a thrilling story! Thanks!