This is the only "scary" stroy I've written so far, so sorry if this chapter isn't as good as it should be! It'll get better, trust me!
Disclaimer- I do not own Atltantis or any of the Stargate teams. Darn.
Eulogy
"So, when Pittsburgh had the ball on the Dallas' 10 yard line, Lynn Swann went in deep covered like a cheap suit by Cowboys corner Mark Washington. Then Terry Bradshaw threw the ball up, and Swann, he leapt high over Washington and bobbled the ball, and held on for whole 53 yard gain. Defiantly the most spectacular moments in Super bowl!" John finished the recount with a triumph. "Pretty cool, huh?"
Zelanka looked at him blankly. "Yes, it seems quite amazing," he said encouragingly. "I remember when I was pigeon racing, the day fell right on the day of a forecasting storm. It didn't come until after we'd launched the pigeons, and it lasted for a whole hour, and mine still won! It was an amazing victory, let me tell you." Radek chuckled in joy.
John was about say something else about football, just to show how much better than Pigeon racing it was, when something moving caught his gaze. He turned to look at the wall a little way of from where they walking along the corridor. It was like smoke, he saw it for a moment before it melted away. He blinked, and saw it clearly. It was like a great human spider, grey and ghostly pale, climbing slowly around the wall. He stopped, and Radek looked at him. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"Can't you see it?" John said quietly. They were all alone in the hall.
Radek glanced worriedly over to the piece of wall were John was staring. "There's....nothing there."
John frowned, still looking at the circling creature. It seemed docile enough. It was just clambering around in confusion. He walked carefully towards it, hand outstretched. It looked up sharply, and John saw it's eyes were red with blood, and purple all around. It's veins were clearly visible through the grey pallor of it's face. It squinted at him, backing away in fear. He stopped walking. "Hello?" He said lamely. "What are..." He stopped, because the creature narrowed it's eyes, and an cannibalistic gleam came into them. It opened it's mouth, and revealed long, dripping pointed fangs. John backed away. It shrieked at him, making the hairs on the back of John's neck stand up. He ran backwards to Radek. "Run!" He said to the man.
"But there's nothing...!" Radek tried, but John pushed him away. "Run!" He said again.
The creature clenched it's fists, and two arms shot out of it's sides. They began to claw it the air. John let out a cry of terror as the creature slowly opened it's arms wide, and a wide, thin, translucent skin between it's two grotesque limbs. It dropped to the floor. It crawled towards him, still whining and keening in it's strange voice. John was paralysed with terror. It shrieked again, and launched itself into the air straight at his face. John yelled, and his reflexes kicked in, as the creature slammed into the poor, frozen Radek. The mans screams and a ghastly crunching and tearing noise echoed around the empty halls, as John streaked away from the place.