Q: What might hinder this unity?

A: That alien,  that ... Thing from another world can shapeshift, and take the form of any man, any animal, even any plant.

Any one of us could be the alien.

It could be you, Jacobs. That would explain why we lost power. Only you have access to the grid. But you've never left this room. You've always been with someone else. It's unlikely that you are the alien.

Meyers, you were missing for nearly a day. I'm not sure I buy your story that you were obsessively masturbating to an old copy of Newsweek. Although you story is so pathetic that it's likely true. Still, I'm keeping my eye on you. I'm probably never shaking your hand again. Or letting you borrow a magazine.

Hudson, you could be the alien. You are the one who insisted on burning all the food in an effort to starve the alien. The alien does not appear to be starving. It's still killing people. We, however, are starving, thanks to your terrible plan. In retrospect, you are rather dim-witted, and your ideas and suggestions are often moronic. I'm not sure why we listened to you. I guess we were all rather traumatized seeing the alien kill Geary right in front of us. We all lost our heads there for a bit. Not literally, like Geary. More in a figurative sense. That's probably why we followed to your asinine plan. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Let's be honest, anyone of us could be the alien. That's going to make it really hard for us to trust each other.

Although, the more that I think about it, I'm pretty sure Denise is the alien. That would explain why she ate the dogs. And why she's been breathing fire. And why she hasn't worn any clothes for the past two days despite the sub-zero temperature. And why when I made love to her last night, her vagina was filled with row after row of razor sharp teeth.

Yup, that last thing should have been a dead giveaway. Denise is the alien all right. I didn't want to accept it, because of my feelings for her.

I guess we'll douse her with gasoline and set her on fire while she's sleeping.

But, if you guys don't mind, I'd like a moment alone with her, to say goodbye.

Does anyone happen to have an iron condom?