Lincoln and Lynn entered the toolshed, shocked to see that Lisa wasn't inside. "How'd she get out?!" Lynn yelled. "The door was bolted from the outside!"

Lincoln took another step forward, and the floorboard beneath him bowed under his weight. He and his sister shared a glance and they kneeled down to pull up the loose wood. They found a stairway carved out of the ice. Cautiously, the two Louds climbed down the cavern, noticing it had been carved with bare hands.

"Lisa… no." Lincoln muttered. When this was all over, anyone could do their best to convince him otherwise, but he knew it was his fault that the thing got his little sister. When they reached the bottom of the steps, they found piles of tools scattered around a mechanical saucer.

"What is this?" Lynn held her flare close to the object. "A ship of some kind?"

"Looks like it." Lincoln answered. "Made from pieces of the helicopter."

"Where was she trying to go?"

"Any place but here."

The duo decided it would be best to head back up and destroy the ship before continuing the search for Lisa. While Lincoln prepared the dynamite, Lynn kept watch out the door. She glanced back at the main entrance, where she saw someone in a heavy snow coat stumbling out of the doorway, carrying a flamethrower on their back.

"Hey, Linc! Come here!" She beckoned. When she turned her head, the person was running out into the storm. "I think I saw Santiago running out of the camp!"

"What the hell's she doing outside?" Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the lights surrounding the camp went dark. Lincoln lit another flare and spoke to his sister. "It got back inside and blew the generator. In six hours it'll be a hundred below in here."

"That's suicide." Lynn spluttered.

"Not for that thing." Lincoln said, gravely. "It's got no way outta here, now. It wants to freeze. It just wants to go to sleep in the ice until the rescue team finds it."

"What do we do?" Lynn was shaking from fear. "What do we do?!"

"Lynn, if that thing gets outta here, that means Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lucy, Lola, Lana, and Lily are going to die. Whether or not we make it outta this ourselves, we can't let it freeze again."

Lynn nodded in agreement. "Okay… what do we do?"

"Well, if this thing likes the cold…" Lincoln poured out two of his whiskey bottles and filled them with kerosene, sticking a dry towel in the top. "Whaddaya say we heat things up?"

Lynn went room to room, pouring gasoline on the ground. Lincoln followed close behind, throwing the molotov cocktails onto the fuel, saving the dynamite for when they went downstairs. The campsite slowly flared up as they reached the final stairway. They made their way down to the generator room, and saw that the machine was completely demolished beyond all repair.

"Okay, we gotta bring this whole place down to the ice. I'll spread them out this way, you go that way, and then we'll meet up and take care of the garage and my shack."

Lynn wasted no time. She uncoiled the wired connected to the T.N.T. and slowly spread it out along the basement floor. But just as she finished, her headlamp went out. Muttering angrily, she took it off and hit it against her palm.

When it finally turned on, Lisa appeared right in front of her. Lynn tried to scream, but Lisa placed her hand over her mouth, digging her fingers under the older woman's flesh. Lynn was losing oxygen as the thing's fingers crawled all the way to the back of her head.

Lincoln had just finished his end and was waiting for Lynn to come back. "How's it coming down there?!" He called. No answer. "I said how's it-" He lost his voice before he could finish. The basement was now deathly quite, something he was never used to growing up. To him, that could only mean he was now completely alone.

He took out one last piece of dynamite and lit the fuse. Just then, the floor cracked open as something underground made it's way over to the dynamite plunger. Lincoln jumped out of the way just in time to see the plunger be dragged into the crack.

A hideous monster that appeared to be made out of pieces of the entire crew of Outpost 31 emerged from the ground. Lincoln ran to the exit, preparing to throw the explosive at the monster that killed his friends and family. The thing roared, violently, as it slowly crawled towards him.

"Yeah, fuck you, too!" Lincoln snapped as he threw the weapon.

The thing's painful shrieking echoed throughout the campgrounds as the explosions destroyed the outpost.

Lincoln lifted himself out of the cold snow, taking advantage of the flames surrounding him. He stumbled over to a secure area and took out his last bottle of whiskey. Wrapping a blanket around himself, he was just about to close his eyes, he heard someone walk up behind him. Ronnie Anne Santiago looked down at him with a grim expression.

"Are you the only one that made it?" She asked.

"Obviously not." Lincoln retorted.

"Did you kill it?"

"Where were you, Anne?"

"I thought I saw Lisa…" She explained as she sat down. "I went out after her. Got lost in the storm… this fire's raised the temperature all over camp… won't last long, though."

"Neither will we."

"How will we make it?"

"Maybe we shouldn't."

Ronnie Anne sighed. "If you're worried about me-"

"Even if we did have any surprises for each other, I don't think we're in much shape to do anything about it."

"So… what do we do?"

Lincoln offered her his bottle. The Hispanic woman took it, graciously, and took a swig. "Good idea…" She smiled. But her smile disappeared at the sound of Lincoln chuckling. "What?"

"Well, y'see…" Lincoln took removed the blanket, revealing a flamethrower. "I used all my whiskey bottles to make molotovs. But I guess an alien wouldn't know what gasoline tastes like.

Ronnie Anne looked at the bottle in horror, then back at her friend, "W-wait! L-let's just talk about this…" Lincoln aimed the nozzle at her. "Linc… Linc!" Ronnie Anne was completely backed into a corner, unable to run away. "NOOOOOOO!"

Lincoln bathed the woman in flames, making her screech a familiar inhuman scream, confirming his suspicion. Unfortunately, the fuel tanks ran out before he was finished, and a tendril shot out of the flames, stabbing his chest. The thing shriveled up in the flames, but Lincoln just slumped back to the ground, unable to move, breathe, or see.

(...)

Starring Lincoln Loud

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After the storm had cleared, S.S. McMyrtle had sent a helicopter to Outpost 31 to see why they hadn't called in. Luna Loud, the second pilot, saw the smoke climbing up into the air from the ruined campsite. As she landed, it looked like the garage and a private shack were all that was left.

She landed the helicopter and began to inspect the ruins. "Hello?!" She called. "Hello?! Lincoln?! Leni?! Lynn?! Lisa?! Anybody?! Hello?!"

(...)

Ronnie Anne Santiago

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Luna was so preoccupied with her search, she didn't notice someone had woken up in the shack and was now aiming a rifle at her. The bullets didn't hit her, but the sudden sound of gunfire made the music-lover jump out of her skin. "Wait! Stop! Don't shoot! It's me, Luna!"

Leni kicked open the door, keeping her rifle aimed at her younger sister. Luna was shocked. What could've happened here that made her sweetest sister shoot at her. As Leni got closer, Luna noticed a large welt on her forehead.

"Leni! Stop! What're you doing?!"

"Open your mouth!" Leni ordered.

"What?"

"Open your mouth!" Leni looked as if she were on the verge of tears as she prodded Luna with the gun. This time, Luna did as she was told, letting her sister inspect her mouth. Leni sighed in relief at the sight of Luna's fillings.

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Leni Loud

Lynn Loud

Lisa Loud

Luna Loud

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"Leni, what happened here? What's going on?"

Leni was about to answer when a familiar white-haired man burst out of the garage, riding a snowmobile that almost ran over the women. "What the hell, Linc?!" Luna snapped. Leni, however, looked terrified. The bump on her head made it much harder than it usually was for her, but she remembered the monsters that had destroyed their camp, and what they acted like.

She aimed the rifle at the Lincoln's head and fired a direct shot. But he wasn't affected.

"That's not Lincoln!" Leni shuddered.

"Wh-what?" Luna was confused. She couldn't believe that Leni shot their brother, nor that he didn't seem to be harmed by a headshot.

"Start the helicopter!" Leni ordered. "Now! Now!"

In no time, Leni and Luna were flying high, following Lincoln through the icy tundra. While Luna got them close enough, Leni leaned out of the side, trying to stop the imposter before it could reach another base.

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Rusty Spokes

Clyde McBride

Liam

Zach

Haiku

Penelope

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