General Peter sat behind his desk at the RayTech facility, sifting through a pile of reports when Commander John burst into the room, his face pale and etched with concern. John saluted crisply before speaking.
"General, there's been a disturbing development," John began. "We've had several cases of deaths recently. Some alleys in the city have bloodstains on the roads—it looks like a feast, but it doesn't seem human."
Peter's brow furrowed as he processed the information. "Do you think it might be the aliens that arrived on Earth?"
John nodded cautiously. "It's possible, sir. But which alien do you think could be capable of such brutality?"
Peter leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. "It might be the handiwork of the first alien we encountered. Ever since he arrived on Earth, there have been increasing reports of alien arrivals. It all started with him. We should look for him again."
