First Line Friday -July 21st 2017

Thanks Dylan. Here are the full details of the challenge:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/19271780/posts/1533554533

Below the city’s cobblestones it shifted, restless and hungry.

It took a while for It to realise where it was, and longer, to work out why.
But first,  It needed to feed.
There was plenty to choose from, discarded waste in the sewers, rotting food and flesh of the creatures that had died here. There was no need to hunt, that would come later, and for a different reason.

This world was strange, dangerous and deadly.
Beneath the noisy dirty streets, It could smell the stink of decay, deceit and corruption.
It didn’t want to be here, but It had a mission.
As did thousands of others deposited and abandoned to fend for themselves on this planet.

Masters of reproduction and mimicry, It went in search of a host.
The original body would naturally perish, unable to withstand and endure the metamorphosis as flesh and mind were overcome and replaced by Its will.
The choice of victim was perfect.
Stealthy, agile, young and cunning, a prime specimen to inhabit until the time came when Its kinsmen would all unite and strike.

The scream was heard, but ignored.
Foxes were renown in these parts as they scavenged the streets and mated under the night sky.
It had begun.

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth for jelly babies or fruit pastilles. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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