Triptych aboard UNSV Peres de Cuellar

I hear they got a live one out of that hell pit, God knows how. Won't have surrendered that's for damn sure. I hope they dissect it alive. Start with the legs, there's plenty of those then peel of the chest plates and go to work on its guts. Lots of lovely yellow blood everywhere. I'd pay good money to see that, never mind the stink. Fuck, you could make a fortune on cable with that. They'll probably keep the fucker alive, try to understand it. Who cares why they're doing this ? Just waste the fuckers. I hope the colonists will be okay. Can't move in sickbay and they all look so fucked up. It's the looks they give you and the crying and shaking. Everthing else is behind bandages and casts and shit. It's the kids that get me. And the girl. She could be really something but you just can't tell. She's not one of the screamers so she'll probably get over it. They hardly scratched her. Pity the doc had to shave bits of her hair off. Nice hair, long and black. Not as nice as Janine's of course hers was shut up shut up just shut the fucking fuck up. Shut up. Stop killing yourself over that. Just kill the fucking bugs instead. Kill them all.

Oh god oh god ohgod oh mygod ohgod pleasegod I can't go on like this why is it so cold in here can't stop shivering I stink of sweat and bug and my hair's a mess. Can't they shut that kid up crying with a patch or something I could use another now I could use the whole strip that would fix me for good. They'll be round again soon ohgod I hate the needles why do they have to keep sticking me why do they keep trying to talk to me what do they think I'm going to say? Go away. Fuck off. How long has it been now? They cut my watch off to stick more needles in me. At least I always knew the time down there, I don't believe it was only three days it was nearly my turn with the Queen. Here they are now with their needles again. Doctor's looking at me like a bug doesn't see me at all. At least the nurse pretends to smile but that looks pretty awful too. Maybe they'll leave something like a scalpel or scissors or a glass maybe. Then I'll be okay. Please. Ohmygod please.

They smell of fear all over their ship taste the air so close. Meat heat and red blood dead blood in my teeth on my breath taste of death. Taste of life. Broke and bound me took me look at me through glass feed me the flesh of my kinbrood. They point behind glass as I eat kinmeat making me stronger I am all my brood now. So weak they are so soft hot wet good sport for hatchlings. Have to wrest them and best them and nest them. Defeat and eat. Their life become broodlife. They make sounds dead sounds of dead brood. Cut up talk like hatchlings asking why? Let them come out from behind glass and they will know. Strength is life death is life. All life will become broodlife. They will know when they are reborn in the brood. We will be all at the end of all. Three legs are healed now let them come their life will be my life. Life is good.