"The fiery fumes radiated off the hulking mass as it trudged down the dank corridor on deck 3, vaguely heading towards the distant sound it had heard. It didn't know how it came into existence, but the only thing it knew is that it needed to hunt, to kill...to annihilate any life it felt in it's vicinity. Just then, a clanging sound of metal on metal echoed down the hallway and pierced the fragile silence. The molten beast looked up, a piteous look on it's hard face and started to stomp in the direction of the clang. The metal flooring hissed as it's burning appendages slammed into the ground, and it's deep growling moans got louder as it reached it's destination. It entered the room the sound had emanated from, looked inside and began waving it's massive head in all directions. It then stopped for a few moments, almost suspended in time, then snapped it's head to a closed locker, ripped it opened, and then grabbed me on either side of my head, the last things I heard were the hissing sounds of my flesh."