#flashfiction #scifi
Don't panic. Whatever you do, don't panic.
Drax slowly popped the clip on his holster and slid the safety catch off. The lights in the corridor flickered. He had seen the wraith come this way, but there was no sign of it now. He stepped forward, slowly.
Drax turned a dial on the pistol, increaing the shock 'n' stun level to five. It would kill a human, and possibly knock a wraith out for a few extra seconds, but beggars couldn't be choosers, and the wraithrocket was all he had. He held tight.
He crept around the corner, but there was still no wraith, just a dead end.
He gave up and turned back but was immediately confronted by the white, glowing entrails of the beast.
"Clever girl," he said, before opening fire.
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