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“We’re rich!” The words echoed inside the ice cave, sharp and reckless. The golden glow was real—embedded deep in the ice walla cluster of golden ice crystals,softly pulsing like a heartbeat. Jack and Lena stared at it, breath fogging, eyes wide. This wasn’t on any satellite scan. This wasn’t science anymore. This was money. Enough to disappear forever. They weren’t authorized to be here. They went anyway. They climbed down into the narrow ice shaft, the cave tightening around them. The deeper they went, the warmer the air felt—not natural warmth, but trapped, ancient cold slowly giving up. Their torches burned bright, flames licking the walls, dripping meltwater onto the frozen floor. Jack pried at the ice around the crystal. The ice cracked. Something moved behind it. A low sound rolled through the cave—not a roar, not a scream, but pressure, like metal bending underwater. The ice around the crystal began to collapse, melting far too fast. The heat had reached something buried far deeper. The ice split open. The alien emerged suddenly, tearing free from the wall in a violent burst of shards. Tall, asymmetrical, its surface slick and dark, limbs unfolding the wrong way. Its body steamed as frozen tissue thawed.It had been asleep. Their fire had woken it. It attacked instantly. Jack shoved Lena aside as the creature lunged. A jagged limb slammed into him, ripping through his suit. He screamed as he hit the ice, blood spilling—but not red. Dark, almost black, spreading across the frozen floor. “Run!” Jack yelled.They ran—but the cave was a maze. The creature struck again, fast, precise. Jack turned back, firing a flare directly into its face.It recoiled just long enough for Lena to escape down the tunnel. The third attack came from behind. Jack didn’t even see it. The alien dragged him down, teeth closing around his leg.The sound was wet and final.Jack screamed until his voice broke. Lena stopped. She turned back. Jack was on the ground, one leg gone, dragging himself through the ice with his hands. His helmet was cracked.His face—pure terror. “Lena… please,” he begged. “Don’t leave me.” The alien was coming again. Lena’s hand closed around the grenade on her belt. Standard emergency gear. She hesitated—not because of Jack, but because of the crystal still strapped to her pack. The creature lunged. Jack reached for her. “I saved you,” he cried. She pulled the pin. “I’m sorry.” She threw the grenade. The explosion obliterated the cave. Ice collapsed inward. The alien was torn apart, its body shredded and swallowed by falling ice. Jack disappeared with it. The shockwave threw Lena backward. She slammed into the tunnel wall, everything ringing, white noise flooding her head. Then—silence. She crawled out of the collapsing cave alone, clutching the golden ice crystal. The storm erased the entrance behind her as she turned toward the distant base lights. Halfway back, she stopped. Warm liquid dripped from her nose. She wiped it away—black blood—and kept walking.