In the desolate, labyrinthine corridors of the underground facility, the crimson predator lurked like a specter of nightmares. Its sinewy form, coated in a sheen of slick crimson scales, glistened faintly under the sporadic flickers of failing lights. Each scale seemed to pulse with a dark, malevolent energy as the creature's eyeless head swiveled in your direction, its unnerving presence filling the air with a palpable sense of dread.

Four powerful legs, ending in trios of dagger-like claws, anchored the creature to the metal floor with an unsettling stillness, almost statue-like in its motionlessness. The air around it seemed to grow heavier, suffused with a primal aura that whispered ancient terrors.

As you stood frozen in fear, unable to tear your gaze away, the predator's fanged maw parted with a menacing hiss, revealing rows of serrated teeth stained with the remnants of its previous prey. The sound reverberated through the corridor, a chilling symphony that underscored the creature's predatory intent.

Then, a moment that defied all reason and expectation: instead of the expected guttural growl, a voice erupted from the depths of the creature's throat. It was a voice you knew all too well, tinged with sorrow and desperation, a voice from a past you had tried so hard to forget.

"Oh god...! Help... HELP me!" The words sliced through the air like a knife, laden with agony and despair that clawed at your soul. It was the voice of a Colleague and now, inexplicably, echoed through the chilling exhalation of this unearthly predator.