In front of Manu was a two-foot-long insect, digging into the flesh of a corpse. The body looked long dead and the expression on the persons face looks like he has felt a lots of pain before death. Beside it lay another corpse, reduced almost entirely to bone, as if its flesh had been violently torn away.
The insect resembled a wasp, but monstrous. Its blood-red body gleamed, its wings shone like crystal glass, and its stinger with long and needle-sharp, forged like polished steel ,glimmered as though eager to strike. Its eyes were like pools of blood, filled with a hunger that promised death to anything they gazed upon. Anyone who met those eyes felt as if their life was already over.
"I... I thought evolved animals were dangerous. But this... this is death itself. I feel like I'm staring toward my own grave," Manu thought and he frozen in fear.
The door's creak took the attention of the insect. The insect stopped digging flesh with its claws, the half-formed ball of flesh it had been shaping dropping from its grip. The grisly flesh ball rolled across the floor, oozing with a greenish slime streaked with red.
The wasp turned its gaze directly on Manu.
"If I don't act now, I'll end up like that flesh ball. I won't die like this... eaten by some insect in an abandoned building," Manu thought desperately.
With a sudden flap of its wings, the wasp charged.
The old spring door closer, though weak, still worked just enough. The door began to swing shut on its own. Manu, snapping back to his senses, lunged forward, grabbed the handle, and yanked the door closed.
"THUD!", sound
The wasp slammed into the door with the force of a battering ram. The impact shook Manu's back as he braced against it, his whole body trembling from the blow.
"I need to do something! I need to think! If I don't do anything, we'll both be killed!" Manu thought frantically.
"CRACK!" sound
A sharp, black stinger pierced through the wood, only a centimeter from his head. Manu's eyes widened. He pulled himself forward but kept a grip on the handle, refusing to let go.
"What do I do? What do I do? Think, you idiot! Think! Think!" he whispered to himself, panic rising.
Another strike. Another stinger tore into the wood, widening the hole. Through it, Manu could see the wasp's blood-red eyes glaring at him. The door groaned and started to crack under the repeated blows.
"If it hits the door again, it'll break through!" Manu realized. He glanced toward the rope through which Srini had gone to the fourth floor. Then he turned toward the first house where he had searched before ,its door was still open.
The wasp screeched, slamming its stinger again and again, splintering the door until it finally shattered into pieces.
Manu had already fled. He dove into the first house, slamming the door shut behind him. Pressing his ear to the wood, he tried to listen, his heart starts to beat heaving with fear.
"For the first time in seven years, I managed to leave the settlement. But I never thought... I never thought today would be my last day," Manu thought with the tears at the corner of his eyes.