The astronauts sat silently in the ship. There was a huge boom as the superposition engines turned on. Then absolutely silence and darkness for what felt like just a few minutes. Suddenly a crash and sunlight flooded in through the windows.

Dave was captain. A wife and two kids that knew he would probably never come back. A sacrifice for science. Opposite him was Linda, a tough, but always a cheerful lady. She too knew the great risk they had taken. The 7 members of the crew all knew this was the riskiest mission humanity had taken, but they were okay with it.

But something was wrong. The spaceship was supposed to be hanging above a planet a few light-years away. The instruments beeped. Earth-like oxygen. Normal gravity. Regular atmosphere. Mild wind. Spring temperature.

"I don't think the take-off worked", he said wearily to the crew. He pushed the button to open the main doors.

The doors slid open, and there was a loud rustle of sound mixed with clacks of footsteps. The crew started screaming, and Dave saw what looked like a huge chicken rush into the cabin and tear Linda out of her chair. It literally ripped her into two and ran out with half her body. Everyone in the cabin was screaming, and Dave hit the button to close the door. As it closed, they saw other such birds running towards Linda and fighting for her torn body.

Tom, the engineer, was having a panic attack. He unstrapped himself from his seat and was standing in the pool of blood, panting loudly.

The inflow of air had unfogged the windows. Johnny pointed at the window with a shaking finger. Dave turned to look and recoiled in shock.

A bunch of kids were running up and down and laughing and pointing at their ship. One of the kids ran up to the glass window and pressed his face down. The other kids soon crowded around, trying to look inside.

Then from the side, a tall, muscled and completely naked man walked up to them, holding some kind of device that looked like a suction pump.

Dave's heart sank as the man walked straight to their door, pushed a button, and their door tore apart. The man stepped in and they looked at him in shock. He sized all of them up, then grabbed Tom. Tom yelled at him, but the man brusquely pulled Tom along.

The man grabbed a machete from the floor, pulled Tom to a tree stump, and then suddenly cut off his arm. Tom screamed in pain. The man ignored the sounds. He picked the arm and threw it to the kids, who screamed in glee and ran off with it.

Tom looked back at the crew, his eyes rolling in pain and confusion. The crew sat there in shock. The kids were gone, the man was gone, Tom was gone.

But then they heard the cluck-cluck of the big birds running towards the ship.