LXXV

Rahpika sat on a lower deck absorbing the last of the fear, and helplessness that lingered in the air from the last of the crew members who had been on board the Enterprise. His name meant the devourer of the heart. He didn’t cut out people’s hearts and eat them, he feed off of their emotions, emotions that were felt as life slipped away. Now he waited, killing the captain would be the icing on the cake after the meal he had made of the crew.

He sucked the last ounce of hopelessness from the air and then made his way back into the shadows to wait.