FF8 Presents The Thing

Chapter 13

Seifer takes several sticks of dynamite and lights the fuse. They were not going to let that THING escape with the crudely made ship. They can hear howling nearby. the other two await outside as seifer drops the sticks into the hole and exits. They rush from the shack and soon it explodes. Something cuts the line of ropes behind them making the rope go slack. They fall onto the ice trying to grip the rope. Seifer and Laguna lost their torches in the fall and scramble to find it. The screeching comes closer to them. Zell loses his grip and is blown out of sight. Seifer also loses his grip on the rope and is blown into the building. Laguna is near the chocobo kennel and climbs inside the open stairwell. Seifer crawls into a broken window and finds himself in Zell’s room. Quistis's body is still held up by the ax. Seifer exits the room , locking the door behind him. Seifer charges up the stairs He runs down the hall and almost runs into Laguna.

Seifer, “ We need to warn the others.”

Fujin has been busy making Molotov cocktails. So far she had several that were ready to use. Squall was working on an electrical device. Seifer was injecting some stuff into capsules. Both men work as quickly as they can. Laguna brings in more dynamite.

Laguna, “ Where is Zell?”

Seifer’s cheek twitches as he wanted to stay emotional numb to everything. “Its best we think of him as dead.”

Laguna, “ Okay... This short enough?” showing a stick which he shortened the fuse.

Seifer, “ Yeah. We want them going off quick.”

Squall, “ Think it will still come for us?” As he was pushing heavy furniture front of the doors.

Seifer, “ It needs us more then we need it. “ Turns to Laguna and Fujin, “ We need the west side doors, the mess hall doors, and kitchen doors blocked.”

Laguna, “ It might be too late!”

Seifer, “ Its either that or we give up... I refuse to give up now!”

Laguna laces his skates back up, “ He might just try out waiting us.”

Seifer, “ Not if I blow up the generator.”

Squall nods, “ It is our best chance. We can use the portable heaters to stay warm.”

Seifer hands out the capsules, “ Sodium, Cyanide. We hide these in our mouths... if it gets one if us we can kill ourselves. Keep it from imitating us.”

Each look at the pills with solemn expressions. The deaths will be quick and painless but the prospects remind them of how grim the situation is. Laguna and Fujin go to block doorways. Seifer rips the linen and soaks them in gas before stuffing them into the Molotov bottles. Squall attaches the electronic device to one doorway. It pops and sparks.

Seifer, “ Looks like we are ready.”

Squall, “ If this doesn’t work, nothing will.”

Laguna was pushing a stove infront of one locked door as Fujin was maneuvering a fridge infront of another.

Laguna, “ Whoa... I heard something. Did you?”

Rock music starts to blair out of the speakers. The noise is so loud they can’t hear each other speak. Nor can Seifer and Squall. Laguna knows where the music is coming from.

Laguna, “ Its the pub!”

Fujin, “ WHAT?!”

Seifer and Squall blast the speaks off in the rec room with their gunblades. This causes the music to be subdued for one room. They try to hear what Laguna is screaming.

Laguna, “ Seifer! We been cut off! “

Sharp red talon pierces the top of the door next to laguna’s head. But with the loud music he can’t hear the sound. Fujin sees the talon clear as day. She points above his head. The claw rips through the wood. Laguna dives out of the way. Through the other door a claw grabs Fujin as if she was as light as a toy.

Fujin, “ RUN!!” and bites down on her capsule.

Laguna takes off on his skates down the hall back to the rec room. Seifer and Squall can hear the screeching even over the music.

Seifer, “ We need to take out the generator.”

Laguna races down the hall on his skates. Out of a wall, Fujin’s dead body is hurled and into his path. Laguna is unable to stop so he is sent skidding out of control and into a wall. His loses his cyanide capsule as he gets back up and resumes skating like a bat out of hell. Seifer spots Laguna skating into the hall. Also notes he seems very pale.

Laguna, “ Get back!”

Seifer, “ We have to blow the generator!”

Laguna, “ Wanna tell the aliens that?!” as he skates right past Seifer.

Seifer hears the screeching getting closer and decides to retreat as well. They both make it, locking the door behind them. Laguna is left shaking and breathing hard.

Laguna, “ It got Fujin.. but she took a pill before it could use her.”

Seifer, “ Get to your position.”

Laguna still breathing hard, “ You got to be kidding.”

Squall fidgets with the controls of his little generators, “ I’m going to try to make this stronger.”

The music turns off. The three men look at each other with unease. There is nothing but dead, dark silence now.

Seifer, “ How long has it been?”

Seifer, “ Two hours.”

Laguna, “ Maybe it won’t come?”

Seifer, “ Then we go after it!”

Laguna snorts, “ Yeah.. good luck!”

Sounds of doors opening and closing is heard. Rustling noise that's was far off. The men tense. Soft bubbling noise then slight scratching at the door. Squall’s hand tightens around the switches.

Seifer, “ Not yet... “

The door begins to pound hard. Laguna and Seifer grip a cocktail each. The door booms! Hard enough to cause foundation to shake and the ceiling to quiver. Yet it is not the door the thing emerges from. The THING roars down into the midst from the roof. No one was expecting it to attack through the ceiling. The sneak attack causes all the men to scramble back. The creature itself can only be described as Enormous and grotesque! Laguna and Seifer throw their bombs and for the moment the flames make it burn. The ThING goes for Squall but he can’t dodge, its tongue spiraling from this maul spearing him. Its body moves forward engulfing Squall whole.