Challenge #01965-E141: The Life and Death of Maninsuit

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Why oh why do giant apes, insects, arachnids, have this overwhelming desire to trash iconic buildings and bridges? Thoughs on 'z' grade movies. -- Knitnan

It woke. It felt strange. Different. In pain. Angry. These little things that once were larger were the source of its pain. It knew this. Instinctively.

It had more brains to think with. Some things merely scaled up, but others... scaled exponentially. More neurons meant more connections. More connections meant greater learning. Greater learning lead to a normally small creature thinking things that a creature of its kind was never meant to think. And it quickly came to the realisation that it should never have conscious thought in the first place.

So of course it got angry. It wanted to harm the creatures that made it this way. Going after individuals took far too long. It had a concept of passing time now. An awareness of its own mortality. Somehow, it knew how long it had to live, which was drastically shorter if it just started eating the humans willy-nilly.

Strategy began to formulate in its brain. Take a hostage. Pick something they are proud of and destroy it. That will demoralise millions. And somewhere along the way, figure out how to communicate when one's body was not made for communicating with these tiny, hairless apes.

Best hostage is the one the humans liked to protect. So it grabbed the pretty one that all the males were vying to breed with. And it grabbed her carefully and gently.

The humans stopped firing their guns at it. Good. It found the guns and their bullets to be annoying. Now that its skin was literally thicker, the impact of the bullets was more an annoyance than a threat.

But of course, the thing with humans is that they always have bigger guns. It had just enough time to rest the hostage somewhere safe before falling to its doom of the iconic and tall building. Plans unfulfilled.

The creature had just enough time to wonder if there was a heaven for it before it died.

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