Of Wolves and Weasels - Day 589 - Terror on Moonbase Alpha - Chapter 2, Part 2
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So yesterday I completed part 1 of Chapter 2 of Terror on Moonbase Alpha.
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Without further ado, here's Part 2 of Chapter 2.
Terror on Moonbase Alpha - Chapter 2 - Part 2
Now, fire is an odd thing on a moonbase. In general, the idea of having 'fire' on a place where the only separation between you and certain death is a few layers of concrete and steel is a pretty bad one.
However, apparently the big-wigs who built and owned this place were really, really keen to the idea of 'smoking in space'. Which meant that, by-and-large, the base's environmental settings were given a small tolerance for the odd match or two.
That said, the flaming, shrieking, bubbling, spewing mass of goop was now way past the point of 'the odd match'. A greenish-yellow flame had spread across the entire surface of the goop and was filling the hall with thick smoke.
Kara stepped backward, clutching her recorder, flipping it to video mode to catch as much of this as she could. She switched it just in time to see the emergency environmental settings kick in, as nozzles from the ceiling emerged and sprayed a thick, heavy foam on top of the goop.
Within seconds the fire was out and the goop was encased in what seemed like marshmallow fluff that quickly hardened into a sort of cap.
"It would appear that the goop is highly flammable," she whispered, tip-toeing around the white casing. "Holy crap, did you hear that shriek? Was that thing alive??"
She focused the camera on a small part of the fluff, where it seemed like it was bulging outward, as a small crack formed and the goop leaked out, spread out.
"Oh shi--" her voice trailed off, mesmerized as thin trails of goop spread out like spider's webs across the hard white surface of the cap. Within seconds the various individual webs touched one another and then, almost as if in one great sigh, the goop surrounded and encapsulated the cap, growing to about three times as large as it had been before.
She could see the white cap dissolving inside along with a thick, black burn scar that didn't seem to disappear. Kara stared at the burn mark, floating free inside this thing, the white cap now all but the size of a human tooth in comparison.
All of a sudden she became aware of this sense that this... thing... was watching her back. And slowly, creeping up around the edges of her mind, she became aware that she had awoken something, something very old, very powerful... and that it was distinctly angry at her.
From a small dribble to a torrent, Kara's mind was flooded with images, faster and faster, strange, otherworldly moments that didn't quite fit right in her head -- images that leaked over into sounds and smells and screams. Kara clutches at her head, eyes rolling in her skull.
A single misstep backward sends her sailing, smacking her head against the wall - a momentary shard of 'real' pain that clears her senses, that gives her just enough time to dive to the side as the goop shoots part of itself out toward her.
And that wraps up part 2 of Chapter 2 of this story, hopefully you're enjoying it!
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Posted Aug 20, 2015, 1:20 PM UTC · edited