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The spaceship's artificial intelligence began to flicker, the holographic projection of the alien figure warping as its head turned toward Isabella. Its mouth opened and closed slightly, and as the sound emerged, those deep, rough throaty tones echoed like whispers from a distant abyss, filled with ancient and primal power. The words were completely foreign to Isabella; she couldn't understand a single one. The sounds seemed to come from another time and space, heavy and chilling, as if carrying nameless evil and mystery.
Isabella furrowed her brow, trying to find a clue within the chaos, but it was utterly futile. Jonas stood beside her, his expression growing darker. He sensed that this language concealed some danger, like a warning or perhaps a summons. Isabella looked up into the eyes of the AI projection, remaining calm on the surface while her heart raced with tension. She knew that this conversation might hold countless secrets, but the barrier of language left her in the dark.
However, in that moment, the panel suddenly began to flicker violently. Strange symbols flipped and rearranged rapidly on the screen as if being forcibly rewritten by some unseen power. Isabella's eyes widened, her hand instinctively gripping the control console beside her as her heart pounded fiercely. The symbols gradually became familiar—letters began to emerge on the screen.
"It's... translating?" Jonas murmured, his gaze fixed on the flashing panel.
Isabella felt a shock; it seemed the AI had realized she could not comprehend the alien language and was automatically converting it into words she could understand. The flickering symbols started to combine and eventually formed complete English sentences. A message finally appeared on the panel, still somewhat blurred but legible enough.
"You have... entered forbidden territory."
Isabella and Jonas exchanged a glance, both unable to hide their shock and unease. The words felt like a cold knife piercing their hearts. This ship, this darkness, the truth behind these Worms seemed far more dangerous and complex than they had imagined.
The text continued to flow across the panel, revealing the fate of the aliens in a chilling tone:
"We come from a distant galaxy, tasked with exploring the universe and expanding our knowledge. We observe and attempt to understand different forms of life; ultimately, however, we were blinded by our own ambition."
As the phrases grew heavier on the display, a deep chill enveloped Isabella and Jonas. The words rolled slowly across the screen, bringing forth deeper truths:
"We encountered darkness more powerful than anything we knew. We thought we could control it, but it consumed us instead. This is our judgment; this is our fate."
Suddenly, a harsh mechanical sound erupted from a cabinet beside the cabin, dull and low. Both turned sharply to look just as they heard a hissing noise of gas escaping, accompanied by a wave of cold steam that seemed to freeze the entire space. Jonas immediately raised his gun, aiming at the slowly opening cabinet while Isabella stood nearby, nervously holding her breath.
The cabinet door swung open, and a massive sealed jar slowly slid out, resembling a refrigeration unit from some laboratory. The glass surface of the jar was covered in frost, but behind the icy mist, a huge and twisted black creature could be faintly seen. It was—an enormous Black Worm frozen in time.
The Worm appeared to be caught in a moment of roaring as it froze, countless sharp tendrils and fangs bared, as if desperately trying to break free from some invisible restraint. Though trapped in its frozen state, the entire being still radiated a nauseating power, a profound malevolence that seemed to seep through the jar and into their bodies.
"My God... what is this?" Jonas murmured, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The Worm inside the jar seemed alive; despite being encased in ice, its posture was one of pain and fury, as if at the moment of its freezing, all the hatred of the universe had crystallized within its twisted form.
"What have these aliens discovered...?" Isabella whispered, her eyes shimmering with both fear and excitement.
She could not hide her shock; this Worm seemed to be the source of all their nightmares. Isabella took a deep breath, her heart racing as her gaze fixated on the contorted creature. Voices echoed in her mind, laughing excitedly and whispering, as if she too were about to plunge into this dark fate.
"This is their disaster," Jonas said, his voice strained. "They were destroyed by their own curiosity."
The text on the panel flickered, the language growing increasingly desperate and tense, revealing a terrifying power that the aliens could not comprehend:
"We cannot determine the origin of this creature; it resembles no life form we have ever encountered and defies our understanding of biology. We can only ascertain that it possesses an incredible Cell structure capable of self-repair and even—granting resurrection to flesh."
The text paused for a moment, as if heavily recalling some catastrophic event. Jonas and Isabella stared at the panel, their hearts unconsciously quickening.
"Initially, we believed this was a form of salvation. These Cells could heal any injury and even bring our dying brethren back to life. But as the experiments progressed, we discovered that these Cells brought not just vitality but something far darker."
Isabella's breathing became rapid; tension coursed through her body as the voices in her mind grew louder. The Worms seemed to stir excitedly within her consciousness.
"Although these Cells can repair the body, they simultaneously corrode our nervous system. The flesh of the infected gradually comes under control, and ultimately, their thoughts, nerves, and even their brains are devoured one by one by this evil force."
The words flickered on the panel, resembling a cold epitaph. Jonas's expression grew increasingly grave as his fingers tightened around the gun. The dim light in the cabin echoed the dilapidated and bloody environment of the Alien Spaceship, making the message seem particularly ominous.
"In the end, we can no longer distinguish where the rebirth of the flesh occurs and where the degradation of consciousness begins. Our compatriots have become strange and terrifying; their bodies still move, but what lies within is no longer the life form we once knew."
Isabella's gaze fell upon the massive Black Worm's cryogenic chamber, her heart a mix of fear and curiosity. She understood now that these creatures not only granted immortality to the flesh but also completely corrupted consciousness into dark servitude. This was the true power of the Black Worms—they could control, consume, and enslave the host's mind, transforming living beings into mindless puppets.
"Damn it..." Jonas whispered, his eyes constantly scanning their surroundings. These creatures were no longer mere parasites; they themselves were a disaster.
"This is their ultimate weapon," Isabella said solemnly, staring at the black Worm as she felt the whispers in her mind grow sharper, as if their consciousness was screaming madly.
"This is our warning."
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