There is nowhere scarier than an empty school building at night.
I felt I could say this honestly as I crept down a darkened hallway. Weird noises seemed to echo from the unfamiliar rooms. I thought I could hear footsteps, but maybe I was just being paranoid.
I wondered if I should go into any of the rooms, and when I was sure that I really could hear steps, I decided that I should. Ducking through the first door I saw, I found myself in a room filled with small kitchenettes. Home ec. Perfect.
I rifled through the cabinets, looking for one of those insanely huge knives women use to cut meat. There wasn't anything there. Not even a spoon.
Outside, I heard the footsteps stop outside the door. A terrifying silhouette involving several thick tentacles came into view. I hid behind a counter, hoping that it would move on. It didn't. The doorknob slowly started to twist.
I waited until the door was halfway open, and let loose with a laser blast. I wasn't quick enough, and the thing ducked to the right, slamming the door closed behind it. And then it started screaming, a high keening sound like all the voices in the head of a crazy person breaking into bloodcurdling shrieks, only worse.
I shot another laser blast, this time hitting it and stopping the shrieks. Unfortunately, it had called it's friends, which were now pounding down the hall toward the room.
"Rrrgh, dammit." I said, just because it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I searched for anything that would barricade the door for any amount of time at all, and finding nothing, searched the ceiling. It was one of those kinds made out of cardboard squares that give in if you push on them.
I climbed on top of a chair and pushed one of the squares up into the ceiling. Then, using my spider legs, I pulled myself up after it. I pushed the square back into place just as the door burst open. Something like ten of the creatures stormed into the room, looking around for me. I couldn't see them, but I could tell it was only a matter of time before they looked up.
Stepping carefully only on the metal supports for the cardboard, I tried to get to another ceiling and out of that room. But the thin metal strips weren't strong enough. Within four feet, I put one of the metal legs down wrong and slid, buckling the ceiling and crashing down about ten feet to the linoleum below.
"Ooooowww…" I moaned. Then I realized that I should probably get up and move, like, NOW.
One of the creatures lashed at me with its tentacle, and I had already resigned myself to death before I realized that some unconscious (but incredibly helpful) part of my brain had already accommodated the Pak into my reflex system. A thin force field surrounded me, but it looked like it was about to give in soon. I have to practice that.
I get ready to fire lasers like crazy, which will happen as soon as this field gives out, which is soon. I see six of them, but there are more behind those that I can't count. Directly above me, I look straight up though the hole I just fell through. Twisted pieces of metal beam poke straight downward.
Grinning a tiny bit, I drop the field and shoot a laser straight into the piece of metal closest to me. It drops into my hand, which was a great trick. I simultaneously shoot two of the tentacled things and stabbed a third. The soft metal followed the path of least resistance, essentially curving its way into and then back out of the creature's head. It was neat-o.
I shot two more down, trying to back into a corner, to cover two sides from attack. Unfortunately, I missed the one behind me, which wrapped it's tentacles around my neck and began to strangle me.
I pulled on the metal, tearing a chunk out of the other's head, and tried to stab at my assailant, but the curved metal wouldn't go in. If I had air I would have cursed very impressively indeed.
But I didn't and ended up dying, which was not in my original plan.
I wondered if I should go into any of the rooms, and when I was sure that I really could hear steps, I decided that I should. Ducking through the first door I saw, I found myself in a room filled with small kitchenettes. Home ec. Perfect.
I rifled through the cabinets, looking for one of those insanely huge knives women use to cut meat. There wasn't anything there. Not even a spoon.
Outside, I heard the footsteps stop outside the door. A terrifying silhouette involving several thick tentacles came into view. I hid behind a counter, hoping that it would move on. It didn't. The doorknob slowly started to twist.
I waited until the door was halfway open, and let loose with a laser blast. I wasn't quick enough, and the thing ducked to the right, slamming the door closed behind it. And then it started screaming, a high keening sound like all the voices in the head of a crazy person breaking into bloodcurdling shrieks, only worse.
I shot another laser blast, this time hitting it and stopping the shrieks. Unfortunately, it had called it's friends, which were now pounding down the hall toward the room.
"Rrrgh, dammit." I said, just because it seemed like a good idea at the time.
I searched for anything that would barricade the door for any amount of time at all, and finding nothing, searched the ceiling. It was one of those kinds made out of cardboard squares that give in if you push on them.
I climbed on top of a chair and pushed one of the squares up into the ceiling. Then, using my spider legs, I pulled myself up after it. I pushed the square back into place just as the door burst open. Something like ten of the creatures stormed into the room, looking around for me. I couldn't see them, but I could tell it was only a matter of time before they looked up.
Stepping carefully only on the metal supports for the cardboard, I tried to get to another ceiling and out of that room. But the thin metal strips weren't strong enough. Within four feet, I put one of the metal legs down wrong and slid, buckling the ceiling and crashing down about ten feet to the linoleum below.
"Ooooowww…" I moaned. Then I realized that I should probably get up and move, like, NOW.
One of the creatures lashed at me with its tentacle, and I had already resigned myself to death before I realized that some unconscious (but incredibly helpful) part of my brain had already accommodated the Pak into my reflex system. A thin force field surrounded me, but it looked like it was about to give in soon. I have to practice that.
I get ready to fire lasers like crazy, which will happen as soon as this field gives out, which is soon. I see six of them, but there are more behind those that I can't count. Directly above me, I look straight up though the hole I just fell through. Twisted pieces of metal beam poke straight downward.
Grinning a tiny bit, I drop the field and shoot a laser straight into the piece of metal closest to me. It drops into my hand, which was a great trick. I simultaneously shoot two of the tentacled things and stabbed a third. The soft metal followed the path of least resistance, essentially curving its way into and then back out of the creature's head. It was neat-o.
I shot two more down, trying to back into a corner, to cover two sides from attack. Unfortunately, I missed the one behind me, which wrapped it's tentacles around my neck and began to strangle me.
I pulled on the metal, tearing a chunk out of the other's head, and tried to stab at my assailant, but the curved metal wouldn't go in. If I had air I would have cursed very impressively indeed.
But I didn't and ended up dying, which was not in my original plan.
This is not the end, but I scared you, huh? Review please, I have to figure out how he gets out of dis one!
