Septer backed away. She just made out the movement of the tentacles coming after her through the fogging on her helmet from her screaming.

She lept for her ship’s airlock. Though a couple hundred meters away, it took a while as the comet’s low gravity made every leap send her high above and then drift down slowly. To her relief she saw she was outrunning the crawling, dark green, tentacled blob easily.

Once in the airlock, she slammed the door shut and peered through the porthole to see the blob veer off course and eventually collapse into a formless blob again on the icy surface as it lost interest in her.

Septer panted with relief. She shuddered as she impatiently wiped away the few tears that escaped her eyes.

After cycling through the lock, she took her time taking off and hanging up the Extravehiculer Spacesuit and walked into the rest of her ship. She didn’t notice the dark green slime on the foot tread of her spacesuit. Or it crawling off the tread and leaping onto the wall.