“Nope… nope...I did not… nope.” Self reassurance is a thing at this moment. What did I expect to find when I got past the Security Forces at the gate. Certainly not this General with half his face torn off hanging from one of the raptors in the observatory room. Nope… My mother was right. I spent way too much damn time watching the Sci-fi channel to actually face the reality of it all. Area 51 is home to the most ghastly creature I have ever seen and the most unpleasant power. Did I mention it was also cute? It can eat you from the inside out just by locking eyes with you. The General warned me in blood on the walls. But here I am. Well, obviously I’m not looking it in the eyes… best believe it is trying though.

Things behind the glass were being thrown around the room. Loud crashes making me jump because there was no way I was looking up from my scuffed converse. Nope.

Suddenly the whole place went deathly silent and I almost looked up to see if it had left. But, it had crawled up onto my shoes staring at me with it’s cute little doe eyes.

Doe eyes…

It's a cute little deer. “Ouch…” a sharp pain shot through my stomach. Must break the contact.. Oh my goodness it's

so cuuute! “Ouch...ugh… aargh…” I squeezed my eyes shut. Testing the theory that if I break eye contact it can’t continue munching on my insides like I’m a bag of chips.

The pain in my gut was severe making my forehead break into a sticky sweat. I have to get out of here. I’ve taken so many turns and stairs to this particular spot. I don’t know where the hell I am let alone how to get out now. Can I even make it out with this pain? What even is the damage of my internal organs?

I stumbled into the dark corridor covering my eyes with my clammy hand peeking out through my fingers every so often. The faint sound of water dripping and a wailing siren in the distance reached my ears. I should go to the sound of the siren.

Yes…

A tiny squeak came from somewhere to my right. Had to be the cute little inside eater or a rat. However, my insides can’t handle another snack attack from it’s evil adorableness.

Somethings wrong with me…

SMACK!!!

“Hey watch it!!” An angry voice hissed at me. The sound of little feet rushed past then stopped directly in front of my shoes.

“Don’t look at it!” I screamed. I think I was too late, the sound of choking and a loud thud came soon after. Damn… sorry bro.

I stepped to the side trying to avoid the once angry person. Wonder if they were spicy flavored. Wait… no the fuck I don’t.

Ew… the siren grew closer with every painful step. What’s worse is the damn thing wouldn’t leave me alone. Several times it climbed up my jeans and tried to claw at my hands to see my eyes.

Not sure how it was doing that though. I'm pretty sure it had hooves. NOT CLAWS! Not friggin claws man…

I’m pretty sure if I survive this I’m going to have a phobia of cute little animals.

“Leave me alone evil cuteness! My mom wants me home by dinner!” I yelled in the direction I hit it in. It made that tiny squeak noise as if to say “nah bish…” then it's little pitter-patter of its feet drew near my side.

“Guess you aren’t letting me out of your sight.” I groaned my stomach hurt so bad and not in the I need pepto kind of way.

Oh hey… now that I think of it. I could just try and kill it. But what if it’s indestructible? I stood there in the dark damp hall with my hand over my eyes thinking hard.

“What would Agent Mulder do?” I asked allowed. Not expecting an answer from anyone or anything.

“I’d kill it.”

A pop and sickening thud followed that statement. Saved by the man himself. Agent Mulder.