FF8 Presents The Thing

Epilogue

The base is ruined. One half burnt and the other half exposed to the elements. Seifer wanders among the ruins with blanket around his shoulder. His body aches but otherwise he felt an odd numbness through him.

Finds himself in the pub. Through the gaping holes can see the storm has settled down. Grabs a bottle and helps himself to a drink. The eerie quiet is broken by sound of someone approaching. Zell wanders into sight. He is missing two fingers and has frostbite over his face.

Zell, “ Did you get it?”

Seifer can almost smile at sight of his friend, “ I think so... “

Zell, “ You thinK? “

Both men stare at each other, sizing the other up. Both are frostbitten and weak. But Seifer shrugs.

Seifer, “ I got it.”

Zell, “ I got bad frostbite... I think I’m gonna lose my hand. I know I lost all my toes.”

Seifer grabs two glasses and takes his bottle with him as he limps over to the remaining card table. and begins to set table up for chess.

Zell, “ Are you the only one left?”

Seifer, “ Just you and me.”

Zell sighs, “ The fire is only thing keeping the camp warm. That won’t last long.”

Seifer, “ Neither will we.”

Zell, “ Shouldn’t we try to fix the radio or something? We could still get help.”

Seifer, “ We could but.. should we?”

Zell sits down across from seifer, “ Then we’ll die.”

Seifer pours two drinks, “ Maybe we should die.”

Zell, “ I’m willing to take your test to prove I’m human.”

Seifer, “ I doubt we are in any condition to hurt each other. Let play some chess.”

Zell moves a piece across the table, “ Not that great but I can try.”

Seifer grins and hands Zell a glass of whiskey. Zell smiles back and drinks it down. Only thing left to be heard aside sound of glass and chess pieces was the fires as they slowly die out. Bright embers seem to dance in the wind and soon all will be quiet.

The end.



* As I said all assive character death. But if yoiu think about it, there are worse things to happen then death. So consider that when you leave reviews. *