Alien Salk

A Story by Abishai100

A valiant scientist (Cali) must match an invader alien's sense(s) of dark dating.

Another summer adaptation of Alien. Thanks for reading,

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Kex the Xenomorph landed on the sciences-rich human civilization of Earth and hid invisibly in the Salk Institute and began preying on the working scientists inside the iconic architectural marvel of modern times.

KEX: You puny humans are so vainly arrogant about milestones of Earth-civilization developments and achievements!

He left a computer-algorithm signature on a deep-thought chess-program inside Salk so anyone who'd play the game or attempt to intending to cast his alien intelligence would require an enormous amount of efficiency-skill and gameplay inventiveness to wrought any kind of conceivable stalemate against such a diabolical Martian creature!

However, hot on his trails was the more valiant and adventurous Salk computational cognitive scientist Amlan Satan who loved chess and knew he'd be able to wrought a stalemate with a chess-play challenge against the eerie invader-alien Kex, and when he triumphed, he told the traveler, "Humans like Facebook and Bloomberg and warrant a special photography-oriented traffic/planetary diary."

KEX: You jack, I found your mischief childish signatures of media-computer tampering from a Salk secretary fooling with IDs.

SATAN: That's a harmless media-figure who'd been hired to do menial secretarial work for PR-message about money, Kex!

KEX: Well, no matter; I'm satisfied with our chess-dance engagements, Satan and plan to depart and leave you with cinema.

KEX: What, did you think I'd not anticipate finding a special 'racer-x' of Salk humanity in you, Amlan Satan?
SATAN: What'd you take me for, Kex?

KEX: You know the answer...you're a modern rendition of Bobby Fischer, Amlan.

SATAN: So what?
KEX: My message was simple/clear --- identify possible agency of Earth-civilization design, engage, depart.

SATAN: I suppose you've left us all with some form(s) of cinema-diet, Kex!

Because Amlan armed himself with an toy water-rifle inserted with a thin-glass tube filled with hot-acid, he managed to use it in defense while 'escorting' and chasing Kex to his hidden spaceship inside a Cali art-studio where vain movie sculptors mistook the behemoth for a 'concept' sculpture which he'd be able to enter and pilot away (invisibly!) by shrinking in size, revealing the 'advanced' nature of his machinery/intellect.