Short story: The Abyss of Eyes

The captain, staring into the unblinking eye, feels his sanity fading. The tiny pupil trembles, caught in a hypnotic trance. The special ship advances into the brightly colored hole, a portal to the unknown. The iris seems to reflect the same anguish felt by the captain: an infinite abyss that inexorably draws him in.

The crew, also affected by the phenomenon, bangs desperately on the cabin door. Their minds writhe under the pressure: dementia, premature old age, hallucinations. The hole not only transmutes their bodies, but also their souls. They become monsters, unrecognizable beings that attack each other, like hungry wild dogs.

Sweat trickles down the captain's forehead as he watches the main screen. The moderate speed of the ship seems eternal. The silence inside is the same as in space, and the abyss of the eye consumes them all. What is on the other side? Why is it dragging them inside?

The new mission is macabre: to transport the human remains into the hole. No one knows if they will meet death or an even more terrible transformation. The captain wonders if their inhuman appearance reflects their inner being or if it is just an illusion created by the abyss.

Silence reigns, and the captain makes a decision. The ship enters the eye, and the abyss engulfs them. The screams fade, and only darkness remains. The captain smiles, knowing their fate is sealed. The abyss of eyes awaits them, hungry and thirsty for souls.







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