Girl created and rendered in Poser. Background done in Bryce. The rest is Photoshop. I created this picture at a higher resolution than is displayed here and I plan to print it out as a poster, if anyone would be interested in a poster print let me know and I will post a link to where you can buy one on my website. www.sdalpha.com Deafening roars cried out the objections of their past, of their being: cries of war to forewarn the coming of their revenge. They were taken from their home to be used in such a way that defiled the very core of their beings. In the dark they hunted, racing through the dark corridors of the ravaged vessel. They hunted the remainders of a once large crew, on what was now nothing more than a ghost ship lost and forgotten. Contrary to their savage past, they learned to work together toward their common goal: revenge. Alone they would fall, but united they stood. In the night, where no light reached, my eyes strained to see my foe. I could hear him, so close he followed. In the dark all I could see was my imagination chasing after me as if it were my enemy, but in reality it was my friend and my guardian. My instinct, my fear, my imagination of what lurked where my eyes could not reach kept me alive. I scrambled through the lower decks of this forlorn vessel, in hopes that I would be able to restore emergency power so that I might reach the bridge and save what remained of this ship. Occasionally, I would pass a dim light that was still operable. The light would comfort me and show me that nothing was pursuing me. The soft glow would protect me from the horrors of the dark, but soon I would have to move on and when I did, the darkness would close in and once again my imagination would supply the enemy. But despite that fact, I knew they were down here, watching me.