Screamer

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Author: Jason Halstead
incapable of. Two of the tentacles lashed out, wrapping around her arm and pulling her off balance. She yanked back, grabbing her knife with her free hand and swinging. It took three hacks to break through the tough flesh, something she’d thought possibly only with metal. Another tentacle reached for her, grazing her cheek as it tried to grab the arm with the knife.
    The agony that erupted in her face forced another scream out of her. She felt as though a thousand angry hornets had stung her in the same place. She writhed and pulled away, snapping the wounded tentacle and keeping her free from the reaching one for the moment.
    She threw her V-Bar, a skill drilled relentlessly into every Marine FIST. It slammed into the lobsters face, carving a jagged wound in its mouth. Elsa used the distraction to grab the stock of her rifle and jam it between her legs. She reached for the other part and, after fumbling through the awkward position, released it and fitted it onto the other end. A twist and a button touch later and it was in working order.
    The lobster had yanked her sideways, closer to the river. Another tentacle wrapped around her leg, dragging her away from the water. Elsa grabbed her rifle in her off hand and aimed it at the hard shelled assailant. “I’m gonna dip your ass in butter!” She spat out, then yanked the trigger over and over until it stopped screeching and exploded.
    Elsa fell back onto the rock, gasping for breath. She was covered in hot fluid and chunks of flesh and shell. The fire in her cheek pulled her out of her shock, reminding her that whatever it was, it had poisoned her. She slammed her visor shut and called up the medical panels on the display. It flashed for an alarmingly long time as her wound was analyzed. The final verdict read off a neurotoxin distantly related to that used by invertebrates on Earth’s oceans. The prescribed medicine was lacking from her first aid kit. It could cause sickness and vomiting, local paralysis as well. One means of potentially neutralizing the poison involved… “Oh hell no!”
    She read it again to be sure. The pain was spreading, but at the center it left behind a throbbing ache. “I fucking hate this planet!” She pulled herself upright, ignoring the bits of gore that fell off her armor. Her right arm felt like it was dislocated at the shoulder. She grimaced and tried to put it through a normal range of motions. Even the grimacing hurt, but it helped her take her mind off the pain trying to lift her arm over her head caused.
    Moving stiffly and cradling her rifle against her side she reconnoitered the rocky shelf. It was a small area with a tunnel led up to the surface. A tunnel she could crawl through even in her armor, but it would be tight and she knew she was in no condition to try it. She slipped back down, pausing to kick a large chunk of the octo-lobster into the river.
    Moving slowly she set her rifle against the wall and then put her back next to it. With her eye on the river and the passage up to the surface she began to unclasp her boots. She worked her way up, slipping the armor off of from the bottom up until she had only her torso and arms covered. She detached a water pod and took a drink, trying to fight past the pain in her face. That finished, she emptied the rest of it then squatted down.
    “ If this is ever replayed or spoken about I will hunt down the person responsible for it!” She hissed, knowing her helmet recorded everything that had transpired throughout the mission. With that warning delivered, she took in a deep breath and forced her abdominal muscles into action. The water pod was never designed to serve as a bedpan, leaving Elsa to struggle as most of the hot stream ran down her fingers and hand.
    She shivered, the poison making her body feel cold while her cheek seemed to be on fire. “I don’t believe I’m doing this,” she said, moving the warm pod to her right hand and then reaching up to unclasp her helmet and
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