《Terror Infinity Remake》11 Final Struggle
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The Heroes were losing, as the injured were those creature's real target Tian wanted to just throw them outside, but George prevented him.
"There's another way"
He said and then he saw what George was holding onto, it was a bottle of wine.
Of course he wouldn't get drunk and die in bliss, his plan was to light a fire to keep these creatures away from them.
The Ship's lights although working weren't would at times blink and go out and then light up again.
The monsters would pop out of the wall only to try and escape from the light once more, it was like a weird wack-a-mole, where monster heads came out and tried to eat you.
They were losing people left and right as the monsters were eating through the ship, trying to dig their way towards them. They would be happy if these monsters just electrocuted themselves to death, but they weren't as lucky as to see it happen.
Samson decided that he had rested enough, his wound had almost closed and the first aid he was given helped him a lot.
Samson had already seen his guys die a gruesome death again and again, you could say that the weak dying and the strong surviving was natural in their situation, but why did he feel that this was unfair.
Samson was strong, maybe not as strong as Tian, but why was George fine while himself had suffered injury and had to struggle with his wounds about to open again as he stood in the middle of the room afraid to even get close to the walls of the spaceship.
Was this retribution for all the bad things he had done, Samson spit and took a bottle from the box and then begun to drink. A monster's head popped out of the wall not too far ahead, Samson simply crushed the bottle onto its head and then took out a lighter.
George and Tian whom were still in the planning phase were sturprised. The burning monster's head tried to escape into the darkness, but the fire followed it everywhere it went. They could hear the shrills of the monster as it escaped, this was maybe a small victory, but Samson sat down and looked at the others that now begun to view him differently.
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With one move, the morale that was falling had risen again. Those wounded looked at Samson like a spiritual leader of sort, a hope that they could be like him. Although there weren't many of them, the Heroes that had experienced Tian's and George's leadership, turned to him.
Only Jason stood next to George as everyone else looked towards Samson for guidance.
"Everyone, use the bottlese to set these monsters on fire!"
Samson shouted, as if he had come with a genious plan, ruining George's plans and causing more chaos in the group.
Tian wanted to shout at them to stop, but George stopped him, he then took the two of them to the captain's cabin and they sat there, to wait for their deaths.
I would be impossible to survive until daybreak, they had 16hours left until the end of the objective and only god knew if there would be a next one after that.
With their last hope lost, the trio sat down and begun to chat about life in general. Nobody wanted to die, but everything seemed lost, there was no way for them to survive.
At times they could hear the shrill sounds of the creatures and the victory cries of the idiots that were using the bottles to set things on fire without a though in the world.
'If Jonas was still alive'
George thought of that crafty vice leader, who had a good knack on how to persuade people.
From the door they could see the people next room partying, drinking from the bottles until they were piss drunk and then using them as fuel to light the monsters on fire.
Thany was bare breasted as she drunk a bottle before throwing it into the hole and then seeing it catch on fire.
The others were no different, like some sort of native tribe, they had all taking off their shirts and were acting like idiots.
It would probably take some time until they run out of bottles and then, get overrun by the monsters. The flickering lights only added to the group's ecstasy, at some point turning into a weird party.
Mike was also among them, but he didn't drink a drop, he could only lament as he saw the bottles disappearing one by one. He wasn't like the others that had fallen into despair, he could still think rationaly, if they could somehow extend the duration of those bottles, maybe they would have made it for a few hours, but as they were consumed one by one in mere minutes, it was no impossible to use them anymore, they could as well drink them and die piss drunk by the monsters, maybe it was a better fate than dying of anxiety.
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The only thing lacking was the music, all they could hear were the shrills of the monsters and some bumping as the creatures landed on the roof. It was rather underwhelming, until the group begun singing in their drunken state, disregarding all reason and luring even more monsters to their location.
Tian and Georged looked at the Pilot room's glass, monsters were walking all over it, trying their best to bite through it, since the room was dark and they could still see inside or maybe they were just lured by the noise or just found a good place to bite, while the other monsters were also biting at the outer shell of the spaceship.
It was two hours later that that the party had died out and the drunken idiots had begun to comprehend their own stupidity. The bottles had long ended, but the monsters were still hidding inside the alredy made holes in the wall, looking at the people inside, waiting for the flickering lights to go out.
The jolly party became a huge quarrel as everyone begun to throw responsibilities at each other, non knew what to do and Samson was so drunk that all he could do was sleep on the floor.
The others were panicking, some went to look for Tian and the others, some begun to pray to every god they knew of. The most stupid begun to accuse Samson for their stupid decision, that if he hadn't instigated this behavior, they could have used the bottles more sparingly and their leader was of course Mike.
"Everyone there's only one way out of this situation"
Mike said, gathering everyone's attention.
"There are 10 cryosleep capsules in this room, they should be functional, our only hope is to hide inside and hope that the creatures won't feel our body heat"
The idea sounded legit, but if it would work was another question.
Tian was shocked when he heard it, George agreed that it just might work, the problem was that the monsters could sense blood other than sound. Those who were injured might just fall asleep to never wake up again.
The survivors weren't even 10 people and one of the capsules still had a corpse inside, the others didn't even take the time to burry it, leaving it frozen inside.
Under Mike's proposal everyone begun to enter the capsules, they even put Samson into one of them, the one closest to the wall with the monsters hiding inside.
Everyone entered a capsule and George closed the capsules one by one, they had to be closed manualy since the controls at the pilot's seat were all busted.
Only Jason and George were left as everyone else were put inside a capsule, the two stood there for a moment and then turned away from the capsules and went to the pilot's room closing the door behind them. This was probably the safest room in the wrecked spaceship, because one of them would have to stay outside to close the capsule for the other, non of the two agreed to let the other stay behind.
The pilot room had no lights on and the monsters were still lurking around the wreckage, trying to find the way inside.
"What do you think about this plan?"
Jason suddenly asked.
"I hope it works, at least those inside will fulfil the objective"
George said.
-What if it doesn't?
-Then we're next, this door will probably hold for some time, as long as we don't make too much noise the monsters might not find us
-Didn't you say the sense blood?
-Probably, they did insinuate it in the movie, but who knows, its not like they are mosquito
-Maybe they are giant mosquitoes
-Well it doesn't matter, we should probably try going to sleep as well
-I wouldn't recomend it, your snoring will bring them all here
-That...
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