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A long tentacle slid rapidly across the wall of the brightly lit hallway. Suckers at the end of the bonelss limb were eager and wet, as they slid closer to the creatures prey. It knew it had to be careful, because this human was especially dangerous. And Rathtars always worked much better in packs. But it was hunger encarnate, a mindless eating machine. Patience wasn’t even a concept to it. And today it knew a feast was coming.

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The constant quiet drone of the hyperdrive was normally comforting to Rey. But today she was on a mission, “You pervert!,” she screamed at BB-8 as she half ran down the hallway. The android had her clothes gripped tightly in it’s mechanical claw. All she had managed to grab was the skimpy cloth wrap she liked to wear over her shirt and pants. To say it didn’t cover much was an understatement.

The young woman couldn’t fathom what had possessed the little ball of bolts to burst in on her in the bathroom. And the BB unit was fast. She didn’t have a chance to even begin to grab her clothes off of the floor, before BB had grabbed them and taken off. Rey just barely managed to tug her cloth wrap free from BB-8’s grasp. Quickly Rey dressed as well as she could. Her belt kind of kept the cloth in place. But even so, no part of her stunning athletic body was left to the imagination, as she ran after her fleeing clothes.

With all this going on, she didn’t notice the tentacle until it was nearly too late. Rey caught movement from the corner of her eye, and ducked just in time to avoid one tentacle. But a second one whipped forward and wrapped around her right foot.

She fell to her hands and knees fast, and let out a bloodcurdling scream as she looked over her shoulder at the creature. It walked around the corner of the hallway, and used it’s tentacles as legs, like some slimy massive spider with way too many limbs. It’s round body was covered in yellowish orbs. Like puss pockets about to burst. And at the center of its maroon body was a massive round hole, lined with rows of razor sharp teeth.

Desprately she pushed out her right hand palm toward the Rathtar. But nothing happened. Panick seized her and she kicked at the tenctacles that had wrapped around her boots. Her desperate screams echoed in the Milennium falcon. But there was no one there to hear her.

The grating of the hallway floor bit into her bottom as the Rathtar turned her on her back. Then it dragged her. Slowly. The Jedi just kept screaming. She grabbed desprately at the grating, trying anything to avoid the circular rows of teeth that she was being dragged towards.