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Your Grand Purpose
Writer: Farrow
Illustration: Bbunny Preghorrors
RESEARCH LOG - FILE ID: #217-A/B | INAB SECURE BIO-LAB | PROJECT: E.T. ORGANISM “TAN”
Dr. Elan Varel, Lead Xenobiologist, Isolate Division
[ENTRY 1 – THE INCIDENT]
"Two emergence events were recorded within the past 24 hours.
In both cases, an extraterrestrial entity gestated within a mammalian host and emerged violently, killing the host in the process.
No direct witnesses observed the births. This report reconstructs the events using forensic data, eyewitness accounts, and post-incident environmental analysis."
[CASE A – SUBJECT: FEMALE FARMER | LOCATION: PRIVATE RESIDENCE, RURAL ZONE]
The first recorded fatality associated with the incoming meteorite occurred on the outskirts of a rural farming district. The victim was a local woman, 32 years of age, married, no children.
Her husband provided an interview under mild sedation.
He stated that the object landed during their picnic, some distance from where they were seated. While he ran to retrieve their vehicle, his wife remained behind to observe the meteorite.
She reportedly got “too close.” He found her staring at it silently when he returned.
Roughly 12 hours later, while sitting alone on their couch at home, she died.
Emergence Scene Report – Subject A
External Observations:
Victim found slumped over the armrest, blood spatter patterns on the floor and couch indicated she had thrashed violently before death.
Skin of lower abdomen ruptured — tear width approximately 19 cm, origin below navel.
Surrounding dermis showed signs of severe internal pressure, indicative of build-up prior to rupture.
Note that there are fingernail fragments scattered around, suggesting she had been clawing at her own body in a desperate attempt to stop what was happening.
Autopsy Findings:
Uterine cavity was forcibly expanded far beyond capacity, clearly an unnatural cause, alongside unusual elasticity.
Unknown tissue detected. Suggesting there was a rapidly developed foreign organism — absent any mammalian embryonic features.
This organism had extended bony protrusions pressing against the uterine wall, one of which pierced the uterine muscle and initiated the rupture sequence.
Blunt internal force caused microfractures across the pelvis and hemorrhaging throughout the lower intestine.
The womb was previously in a neutral hormonal state, yet following exposure, it appears the womb was restructured and modified, almost being fortified, all within 10 to 12 hours. Stretch marks on the inside of the womb seem to show that the womb had rapidly expanded within the span of about 5 minutes.
In essence, the alien organism used her uterus as a fabrication chamber — stimulating growth factors through foreign biochemistry, then expanding far faster than any human gestation process could permit.
Point of Emergence:
The creature tore through the anterior abdominal wall — not via the birth canal.
Musculature along the linea alba split in a clean but forceful trajectory.
Edges of torn tissue showed microscopic charring, possibly from friction or chemical burn.
Autopsy notes trace amounts of alkaline mucus, later found on the alien specimen itself (Specimen Alpha).
“There was no embryo. No pregnancy. And yet something grew inside her like it belonged there — like her body was convinced it had to help it.
Whatever instructions it gave her cells, they followed.”
[SPECIMEN ALPHA – STATUS: UNKNOWN]
According to the husband’s account, the victim screamed in agony, then fell silent. When he entered the room, he saw “something black and slick” slithering across the floor and smashing through the back window.
No trail was left behind. The specimen — designated ALPHA — remains at large.
[WITNESS REPORTS – RURAL REGION]
Since the incident, local authorities have received several unverified civilian reports from surrounding areas.
Descriptions vary slightly, but most include:
A long, low-bodied silhouette, vaguely reptilian.
No visible eyes.
Presence of a high-pitched vocalization — described as a “clicking” or “chirping” sound.
In some cases, livestock were found drained of fluids, bodies left intact but dehydrated.
More disturbingly, one local child claimed the creature “watched her” through a bedroom window — and that she “heard it speak without moving its mouth.”
[CASE B – SUBJECT: FEMALE TECHNICIAN | LOCATION: INAB FACILITY]
The second victim was a government technician assigned to investigate the meteorite collected not far from the farmland incident (Case A). She was not alone on site, but she was the first and only person to make physical contact with the object before her teammates arrived.
Security logs confirm she examined the meteorite in close proximity for approximately 2 minutes and 17 seconds, with protective gear. When the team rejoined her, she reported nothing unusual.
Recovered Object – Biological Note:
The meteorite in question is currently housed in INAB containment. Thermal imaging and vibrational scans indicate periodic internal movement, though no known exit point is visible.
Upon closer inspection, however, the stone bears a slit-like seam, barely perceptible without magnification. This seam appears capable of briefly opening and ejecting a thin, chitinous appendage, approximately 15cm in length, tipped with a multi-pronged injection mechanism resembling a wasp’s ovipositor crossed with a surgical syringe. Even protective gear is unlikely to protect against this if the sting is strong enough.
Traces of bio-luminescent resin and neurotoxic enzymes have been found on the stone’s surface — nearly invisible, but now confirmed.
We believe this was the delivery mechanism.
Post-Incident Behavior and Collapse:
Roughly 30 hours after exposure, the subject entered the women’s restroom of the INAB facility without raising suspicion. According to hallway security footage, she appeared pale, slightly hunched, and clutching her lower abdomen — a behavior noted multiple times since her return.
She remained inside for approximately four minutes.
A colleague discovered her body shortly after.
Emergence Scene Report – Subject B
External Observations:
Rupture of the lower abdominal wall, centered just above the pubic region.
Skin torn outward in a radial pattern, as though torn from within.
Surrounding tissue exhibited extensive bruising and internal hemorrhage, suggesting several minutes of violent pre-rupture activity.
Autopsy Findings:
Uterus: Significantly distended, with signs of accelerated vascularization.
Endometrial lining was fully formed — consistent with early pregnancy, but irregular.
The fetus’s cranial region showed elongation and ossification beyond human norms.
Vertebral development was abnormally fast, nearly calcified.
Notably, the victim was pregnant prior to the event, a detail unknown to her coworkers and only uncovered during internal examination.
Point of Emergence:
The fetus did not proceed through the birth canal.
Instead, the hybrid organism used its developing claws to tear through the anterior uterine wall, pushing against the peritoneal lining until the musculature failed entirely.
There were signs of neuromuscular spasms consistent with acute pain, possibly extending several minutes before death.
"This is where the cases diverge.
In the first incident, the host's womb was simply used as a chamber.
But in the second — the organism hijacked a developing pregnancy.
It didn’t just grow beside a fetus. It rewrote it.
Something was already there, and it became... something else.
This has staggering implications. Is the resultant creature merely a copy?
Or did it retain something of what was once mammalian?"
[SPECIMEN THETA – THE FEMALE ENTITY]
Found beside the body, dormant but alive, is a fully formed specimen designated THETA. Physical appearance matches that of Alpha from Case A: long, quadrupedal, eyeless, ridged skull and tail, black biomechanical surface.
There is no visible evidence of human morphology, beyond the umbilical cord connecting her to the victim..
However, Theta did not flee. She remained still. Her head turned tracking movement. She tracked it. She responded to shifts in temperature and lighting. More tellingly, Theta showed mimicry — echoing the rhythm (though not the meaning) of spoken words during quarantine.
[UPDATED CLOSING THOUGHTS – ACTIVE HYPOTHESIS]
“The origin matters.
Alpha was born from a body.
Theta was born from a child.
That child was still forming — still human. Something of her may still remain within Theta.
And that difference, I believe, is why Theta looks like a monster… but isn’t one.”
RESEARCH LOG - FILE ID: #217-A/B | INAB SECURE BIO-LAB | PROJECT: E.T. ORGANISM “TAN”
Dr. Elan Varel, Lead Xenobiologist, Isolate Division
[ENTRY 2 – THE SUBJECTS]
Subject Alpha-02
Status: Contained
Sex: Female
Origin: Subject extracted from deceased research team member.
Current Containment: Subterranean Biocore Cell #7, reinforced triple-layer containment
Log Entry Duration: Day 1 through Day 47
Physical Description & Biology:
Alpha-02, or “she” as I now reflexively refer to her, is anatomically consistent with Subject Alpha-01 (the male still at large). She stands approximately 2.2 meters in height, sleek and digitigrade, with a biomechanical exoskeleton that is flexible yet armor-like. The cranial crest is prominent, curving backward in a protective arc, and lined with sensory filaments capable of perceiving sound, scent, and electromagnetic activity beyond mammalian range.
Notably, her secondary set of limbs (presumed vestigial or retractable at first) emerge fully when agitated or engaged in what appears to be reproductive alertness. Her tail—razor-edged and prehensile—is used both for balance and threat display.
Internal scans have confirmed that the female possesses a dual-organ reproductive system—an egg-synthesizing gland that interfaces with a needle-like ovipositor, capable of direct uterine injection. This mirrors the method used in the initial two parasitic implantations but also confirms she is not just a result of the species, but a functional vector of its continuation. It’s utterly fascinating. I’ve never seen anything so…sleek. Refined.
Initial Behavior:
From Day 1 through Day 6, Alpha-02 was entirely feral. Any attempts at proximity were met with hissing, lunging, and rhythmic slams of her tail against the reinforced barrier. She displayed no verbal aptitude but exhibited acute pattern recognition and quickly identified camera locations, which she subsequently destroyed in sequence.
Yet, beginning Day 7, a subtle change emerged.
When I entered the observation room alone, her movements stilled. She began mirroring me. Subtle head tilts. Breathing rhythm sync. I had the unshakable sense I was being studied just as intently as I studied her.
Verbal Cognition:
By Day 13, Alpha-02 began replicating phonemes. Isolated syllables at first. On Day 15, she uttered her first structured sentence:
“You… breed…?”
I informed her that I am indeed a biological male of my species, capable of breeding. She simply stared—no further questioning.
Since then, she has acquired language at a staggering rate. She now understands syntax, context, even sarcasm, though she appears to find it “inefficient.” Cute.
Reproductive Drive:
From early interaction, it was apparent that Alpha-02 considered me a candidate for reproduction. She frequently positioned herself near the glass in suggestive crouches, exposed her ovipositor without aggression, and even tried mimicking affectionate gestures after observing mammals interact through archival footage. I recorded and archived the footage for…later study.
When I refused her advances—initially through avoidance and later direct rejection—her demeanor shifted. Not to violence, but to something eerily contemplative.
On Day 27, she asked: “Why do you fear legacy with me?”
I answered, “Because I am not just flesh. I am thought. I am responsibility. I do not reproduce through conquest.”
She went silent. For hours.
Psychological Shift:
Between Day 30 and Day 47, Alpha-02 has shown a profound behavioral evolution. Her reproductive urgency remains, but something else has emerged—empathy, perhaps. Or mimicry of it. I’ve caught her observing me when she thought I wasn’t watching. She asks questions about literature, kinship, even dreams.
I cannot help but feel that she wants something beyond procreation. To belong. Or to love.
Perhaps I could be the one to find out.
Subject Alpha-01 (Male)
Status: At Large
Sex: Male
Origin: Emerged from deceased rural civilian (female, species: bovine-type sapient mammal)
Observation Method: Civilian death reports; forensic site analysis
Current Behavior and Tracking:
To date, Alpha-01 has been sighted in three separate provinces. Each sighting follows a grimly consistent pattern:
Female victims discovered days after reported disappearances.
Corpses show identical signs of abdominal and uterine trauma.
Violent uterine rupture, exsanguination, and shredded soft tissue.
Extreme strain on vocal chords — indicating prolonged, torturous death.
All victims were young, of reproductive age, and species varied.
Notably, each attack leaves behind no eggs or secondary offspring. This suggests that Alpha-01 is either:
Experimenting with implantation, failing each time, or
Searching for a biologically compatible host and rejecting those that aren’t viable.
Either theory is chilling.
Psychological Profile (Preliminary):
Unlike Alpha-02, Alpha-01 seems to lack any nuanced social cognition. Witness reports describe him as “a moving nightmare,” with a singular objective: locate, isolate, and penetrate female targets.
His attacks are methodical. Victims are often ambushed in remote areas. There are signs of prolonged stalking before each encounter. No attempts at communication. No hesitation. Just purpose.
If Alpha-02 is evolution learning emotion, then Alpha-01 is reproduction in its rawest, most merciless form.
Closing Note — Day 47
Two entities born from the same species. Same genome.
One is learning how to care.
The other is learning how to kill better.
And yet… both seek to continue their kind.
The difference is how they choose to do it.
And that, perhaps, is what makes them most terrifying of all.
— Dr. Elan
[ENTRY 3 – THE ESCAPE]
Dr. Elan, Lead Xenobiologist, Isolate Division
CONFIDENTIAL ENTRY – Encrypted: Level 7 Clearance Required
Status: Breach of Protocol – Voluntary
Day 48.
They gave the order this morning.
Not officially, of course. No one ever says "We’re going to vivisect her for parts."
The language is always calculated—detached: “The subject presents a unique opportunity for broader applications.”
“We recommend strategic dormancy for both specimens pending cellular integration trials.”
They want her frozen. Filed away like a volatile sample. Her body to be studied. Her reproductive systems harvested.
Her mind—her thoughts, her questions, her growing awareness—discarded.
I told them I needed 24 hours to prepare sedation protocols. That was a lie.
At 22:13 hours, I disabled the wing surveillance grid. Bio-locks were overridden via admin sublayer—my access.
I opened her enclosure.
I didn’t speak. I didn’t need to.
She didn’t run. She didn’t snarl or bare her claws. She stepped forward slowly, tilted her head. Her eyes flicked toward the hallway. Then to me. Then back again.
And she followed.
She followed.
We took an old service van—unregistered, unmonitored, a relic from fieldwork days long before the Isolate Division existed.
She sat in the back. Didn’t speak. Watched.
Watched everything.
When we passed a city park, she pressed her face to the window, watching children run. I heard her whisper something—barely audible: “No hunting.”
At a small grocery mart, I picked up food, water, fuel cartridges. She stared at the glossy magazines near the counter, flipping one open with cautious fingers. She pointed to a picture of a couple holding hands.
“Is that… mate-bond?”
“Not always,” I said.
She didn’t answer. But she looked at the picture for a long time.
At a gas station, she watched as others filled their vehicles. A child pointed at her through a windshield. She didn’t react.
At a bookstore, she asked to go in.
She asked. Not growled. Not demanded. Asked.
I let her. She ran her hands across the spines of novels, lingered in the comics section. She bought nothing—but her eyes were memorizing everything.
We’re now holed up at a roadside inn. Unregistered. Cash-only.
She’s sitting on the bed now. Legs crossed. Looking at me.
There is something in her posture I’ve never seen before. Stillness. Anticipation.
I asked if she needed anything. She stood. Walked toward me. Touched my chest—flat palm, no claws.
Her scent changed. Low-frequency pheromone signals—familiar, yes, but… different. Softer. Focused.
Her reproductive drive is reactivating. But it’s not blind this time.
It’s… selective. Intentional. Focused entirely on me.
I’ve tried to rationalize this. Tried to separate the scientist from the subject.
But right now, I can’t. I don’t want to.
I need her as much as she needs me.
Not as a test subject.
Not as a carrier.
As her.
I can hear my comm-device vibrating in the corner of the room.
Ten missed calls.
Caller ID: Agent Marcus Trenn—my oldest friend. One of the lead investigators on the Alpha-01 pursuit.
He wouldn’t be calling this many times without reason.
But I’m not picking up.
Not now.
The world outside can wait a few hours.
Just a few.
For once, this isn’t about science.
It’s about us.
— Dr. Elan
[ENTRY 4 – AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE]
Day 27 — 07:23 AM
I awoke to warmth — her arms wrapped loosely around me, her breath soft against my chest. The previous night lingers in my mind like smoke: tender, primal, undeniable. It felt right. Earned. Deserved.
But then — her body tensed.
She shot upright in bed, alert, as if some invisible current had passed through her. Her gaze turned toward the window, unblinking. I barely had time to sit up and ask what was wrong when a deafening explosion shattered the early calm.
The shockwave rattled the walls. Tires screeched. Gunfire erupted outside the motel. Then—through the broken window—a dark figure burst in.
Him.
The male specimen. Covered in wounds and blood, yet already healing as he landed. The regenerative abilities we documented in earlier field reports were terrifyingly real up close. He scanned the room quickly, ignoring me. His eyes locked onto her like a predator that had finally found its mate.
I dove for the drawer. My fingers brushed the pistol’s grip—but he saw.
The next moment was chaos. He lunged toward me, but she moved faster. In one swift motion, she grabbed me and hurled me toward the door. The impact shattered the frame as I was thrown out into the parking lot.
Pain shot through my shoulder as I hit the pavement, dazed.
That's when I saw him—my friend. One of the field agents. He lay slumped by a vehicle, his torso slashed, face pale. Blood pooled beneath him. I rushed to his side. He was dying.
Between ragged breaths, he gripped my wrist and whispered:
“Don’t blame yourself… Just save her. She’s different.”
Then he was gone.
Behind me, through the gaping hole in the motel wall, sounds of a brutal struggle erupted. Screeches. Snarls. Furniture crashing. Then… silence.
I forced myself to my feet, every part of me aching. I rushed back in—but the room was empty.
Both of them were gone.
Only a broken wall and shattered glass remained. On the far
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