Paradise
Crystal L. Kirkham
Paradise. That’s what the settlers called the planet that was to be their new home. Everywhere you looked fragrant flowers bloomed in excess.
Other than the itchiness that antihistamines barely touched, Kate was excited to be here. To make herself at home. Scratching absently at her hand, Kate felt something move beneath her skin. She looked to see a green tendril push through.
Falling to her knees, she tried to scream, but greenery spilled from her mouth instead. Her suit bulged and vines emerged from her resource rich body.
And all that remained of the settlers were beautiful, flowering plants.