THEY SWARM. THEY MULTIPLY. THEY MUTATE.
On board the Nostrodamus, deep in the dark shadows of the spaceship, something is crawling.
Radiation has transformed an alien hive into something strange—something hungry.
As the ship drifts back to Earth, the crew hears them—scraping in the vents, multiplying in the dark, dark recesses of the ventilation shafts.
The mineworkers were promised safety. But management lied.
Now the hive begins to hunt.