So if you told me when I woke up this morning, that I’d experience reading my first, and hopefully not last, cannibalistic blood orgy in outer space…well…I wouldn’t be surprised! Oh that crazy, unstable crave mold. It has such unexpected and unprecedented effects on its victims. So we more or less follow a small team of crew mates on a gigantic spaceship, who are awoken when something collides with the craft. And things proceed to go from creepy and uncertain to bloody and ‘loving’ over the course of a few chapters. Now when I saw ‘loving,’ I’m not referring to hugs, kissies, and cuddles. But I’ll let you all, as potential readers of this book, find out how deep love can go in outer space. And believe me, when I say that no one care hear you scream in space! I also would like to take this opportunity to plug Killer Klowns from Outer Space and the wonderful tagline it had, being ‘In space, no one can eat ice cream.’ Because how many other chances will I have to use that in a review? But all kidding aside, this was a very gory, visceral, exciting sci-fi ride in an interesting setting. And I just ate it up (Sorry, I lied!) and had a blast. I also hope someone else gets hungry whil reading this, too, or I’m going to feel self-conscious.