The Thing Among Us: It Isn't Pink! by Necroceph
Pink and Orange enters the storage room as they carefully carry the deformed body of that Dog-Thing. Good thing they found a sheet to cover it's burnt grotesque form, for who would want to see that for the whole winter? Red too was in the room, taking his stuff as ordered to give more space to place the specimens. After they slowly placed it down on the floor, Pink turns to Red
Pink: Sorry, Red. You have to move your stuff-
Red already has, now carrying his sleeping bag, gloves and hat.
Pink: Green says we gotta lock 'em up, stash them in here and lock 'em up.
As Red leaves the storeroom, Blue approaches him for he's got something to say to him.
Blue: Red I need to talk to you.
Red: I'm tired of talking, Blue. I just want to get up to my shack and get drunk.
Blue: Red, it's important.
Red: What is it?
Blue turns to Pink and Orange. The two are staring back at him before turning back to Red.
Blue: Outside.
Red: It's forty below outside.
Blue: In the thiokol. Please, Red.
Red sighed. He placed his stuff on the floor and follows Blue. Once the two left, Pink and Orange return to their duties. Orange approaches one of the earlier specimen they brought into the room just to observe it. He partially lifts the tarp covering the specimen to see it's disgusting visage. It's quite hard to tell, but the face looks like a fusion of two peoples' faces as seen by the different complexity on both sides.
Orange: We oughta just burn these things.
Pink: You can't burn the find of the century. That's gonna win somebody the Stickmin Prize.
Orange smirked as he covers back the face. Pink's got a good point there. His name will be in the history books once they go back with it intact. With that's done, now it's time to lock the room. Orange moves to Pink who is busy with one of the shelves.
Orange: You have got the keys?
Pink: Get it from, Black. I want to get some stuff out of here.
Just before Orange leaves, he turned to the two faced specimen. Thought he saw movement from it. He shrugs off the curiosity, it's probably just his imagination. After all that's happened, everyone's in the base is becoming jumpy. Orange leaves the room, leaving Pink alone to settle his work.
Meanwhile inside the thiokol
Blue: There's something wrong with, White. He's locked himself in the room and he won't answer the door. So I took one of his notebooks from the lab.
Red: Yeah?
Blue: Well listen.
Blue opens a notebook, with White's handwriting on it. He speak out what he read on it.
Blue: It could've imitated a million lifeforms on a million planets. Could change into any one of them at any time. Now it wants lifeforms on Polus.
Red: It's getting cold here, Blue and I haven't slept for two days.
Blue: Wait a minute, Red, wait a minute. It's needs to be alone and in close proximity with a lifeform to be absorbed. The chameleon strikes in the dark.
Red: So is, White cracking up or what?
Blue: Dammit, Red! There is still cellular activity in these burned remains. They're not dead yet.
Blue looks at Red with very concern eyes. They both stared at each other, thinking about what's going to happen next.
Orange returns with the keys. Now it's time to lock up and finally get some sleep.
Orange: Let's go, Pink. I gotta get some sleep-
Orange stops. His spine tingles when his eyes focused on what looks like Pink's shirt and broken helmet, all covered in a bloody red substance on the chair. The sound of slithering caught his attention. Orange slowly turns left to witness a horrifying sight. Something that no human should look at.
Pink is wrapped by fleshy tentacles protruding under the sheets covering the two faced specimen. He stared at horror before dropping the keys and runs for his life.
Red: Go get, Green. I'll get Black, we'll meet in White's room.
As the two leave the vehicle, they notice Orange exiting the base and toward them.
The three rushed back into the base. They return to the storage room where, Pink was being defiled, only to find that he has gone missing.
Orange: Pink was right there, Red, I swear to God it had the whole of him!
Red spots the broken window. Pink must've escaped outside. He looks through it and see Pink staggering through the snow at a frenetic pace. Blue pulls the alarm mechanism and three rush out to catch him. The others they passed noticed them running as if something has happened. As Red, Blue and Orange runs closer to Pink. Pink or whatever it is now, collapses to its knees next to barrels of gasoline. Three manage to reach him before he can escape. Blue quickly grabs Orange from getting too close to him.
Blue: Orange, Orange keep away from him!
Red takes out a flare from his suit and lights it up to to see clearly in the dark. As the others arrive to see what's going on, Red cautions them to stay back.
They surrounded Pink who then he slowly raises himself, revealing what was supposed to be hands, now grotesque malformed, overlong splinters of bone covered in raw flesh. With it's nature revealed, it lets out an inhuman scream as if a thousand beings are living inside it. It may be the case since it had already assimilated many species before it got here. Red opens up one of the gasoline drums and pushes it to the ground to let gasoline flow out toward the Pink-Thing. Once the gasoline reached below the monster, Red throws the flare at the liquid, incinerating it as the men surrounding it watched.
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