I Hate Everything About You

Run

God, the night was beautiful. 

I tucked my teleportation device  in my pocket, wincing at the cool metal I could feel on my skin through the thin pocket material. I looked up at the black night, feeling strangely tiny in comparison to the orbs that hung like wreaths in the ebony sky. The two moons were full: Calisto and Rhea . They looked particularly massive tonight. Calisto hung heavy in the sky; a kaleidoscope of blue, red, and orange hues. Bright scars on the dark surface a testimony to the long history of impacts. The stars shone like diamonds in the night sky as far as the eye could see in every direction. This planet had an awesome view of the cosmos. 

I peered over the lip of the dumpster I was crouching in. I grimaced at a fancy looking brothel brightly suggesting the possibility of ultimate pleasure. A sign read: Best little whorehouse in Gliese, buy a raffle ticket and you could be a winner for life! Another sign fizzled in the night, advertising a strip club a few blocks down the street. In the distance I could hear the static of bad radio reception stuck on a dub step station, yuck. It seemed like the whole town was desolate. No terrestrials walked the street, or occupied the businesses around us, no vehicles drove by our position. Just empty....creepy..... streets...mostly. 

What really caught my attention was the blazing houses that glittered in the distance like lanterns. Columns of thick, black smoke belched into the night sky, creating a trail that led to the heavens. When I listened past the static and music, I could hear gun shots along with the blaring tones of a police car, and the distant sounds of high pitched screams....female screams. I didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of Gilese, because it sounded like this world was in a war; literally. 

I frowned, looking down at my partner to the left of me. He glanced at me,  with a terrified look on his face, shoving his device inside his jacket. He didn't seem happy to be here. But then again, neither was I. 

My contact, Rebecca, sent me on a mission that would include a lot of money if I was successful. I knew this place had some issues, with what was attacking it at this very moment. But for some deluded reason, I honestly didn't think it was going to be like this. Suddenly something exploded, rocking the ground underneath us and knocking us back into the dumpster. I stood up quickly to assess the danger level.  A shadow—or rather, an object—fell from the sky and landed in front of me with a dull thud. It looked like....is that...a foot? 

I just stared at it, my brain not processing what was before me. I must have entered into a fugue state, because I began to notice stupid shit like beyond the obviously charred skin, it had...pink painted toe nails? Well, what toes were left anyway.  I'm sure yesterday they were beautiful.

The flesh looked mashed and torn as if part of it had been chewed off before it burned. .Nausea twisted my stomach, causing my ears to ring. I peered over the edge of what I was hiding in, my vision slightly blurry. 

Holy living hell. 

This night just couldn't get any worse. I listened to the ominous sounds of what to my horror were other body parts as they fell from the sky, hitting the black pavement in front of me. Something else exploded in the distance, shaking the ground underneath me, rattling me around in the disgusting dumpster. My partner grabbed my shoulder, trying to get my attention.