The beams of the torches bounce off the metal sides of the subterranean bunker, creating an unearthly glow.
The sight that meets their startled eyes is incredible. The contained unit has been entirely sealed off from the outside world for over fifty years with no access to food, sunlight or heat.
The reflected light illuminates the numerous shinning bodies going about their daily business in the dark below, exactly as they have been for many preceding years.
“How did they get in here?” A torch sweeps the slippery walls, looking for the hidden entrance, and stops on a ventilation pipe. “They must have fallen through there. There is no other way they could have accessed this desolate place.”
“My God, how have they been surviving down here?”
“It looks like cannibalism.” The bright light stops on a heap of corpses, bringing them into sharp relief. The dead bodies are riddled with holes and bite marks, all of which are located in their abdomens.
“Cannibalism,” the white face of the woman wrinkles in disgust.
“Yes, this type of cannibalism is not that surprising considering the communal attitude prevalent in this society. They share resources more effectively than other beings and have communal stomachs. Scientists have found that they consider the contents of their stomachs to be common property.”
“Really, I didn’t know that. Cannibalistic ants, who would have believed it.”
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