Ice Creature: Ten Foot Distance

A Story by Abishai100

A valiant ice-station explorer in the Arctic (US government) may encounter a 'Thing' of discovery-doom proportions.

An homage to The Thing from Another World (comics).

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I've been working on this ice-station in the Arctic for the US government, performing routine treks of the snowy/frigid terrain on my snow-mobile while taking scientific measurements of any underground layer Earth tremors created by uncategorized organic life beneath the ice. I've been doing this for 2 years now with no results. My name is Snake-Eyes. The ice-station has become my domain.

I'm proud to work for the government. I studied at Dartmouth and later became a professor there and assistant-coach of the men's soccer team. I then transferred to an important government-position doing research into ice-environment lifeforms before being stationed at the ice-center in the Arctic by the US government.

I live alone on this ice-station and do some regular cyber-journal work where I record what I see and record and what I theorize might be ahead in my research and just plain regular everyday life notes at the ice-station in the Arctic. You know, living alone here makes one wonder about the scope/scale of intelligible communications by cyber-links for government report-submissions for public review from such a remote work-station as the Arctic. I've become a nerdist of civilization distancing and media.

I've decided to do some double-time recording work at the ice-station in the Arctic. I go out now twice as often on my snow-mobile, determined to certainly find an uncategorized 'miraculous' life-form beneath the snow/ice and win the Nobel Prize for sure! This is honorable work, but it can get lonely out here, but my consolation is the satisfaction of science knowledge distributed from the ice-station of course.

Now, I have this strange premonition that I'm simply one 'heartbeat' away from detecting a very real life-form beneath the ice here in the Arctic. This will be my greatest moment as Snake-Eyes, a real servant of the US government. I believe this life-form will 'awaken' my ninja-sensibility and scientific vision and make me realize the attainability of life's strange shapes in the face of uncategorized ignorance or organic/environmental uncertainty. This has brought me closer to the rings of game-theory, alienation theory, life-ebullience theory, and empirical dissection basework. In fact, I've become a 'ninja' of speculative thinking regarding the odd shapes of environmental imagination!

I rode my snow-mobile out some distance as I gained this 'extra motivation' to really find this 'Thing' out there in the snow, in the ice, here in the Arctic. I've been doing double-time research since acquiring this extra metaphysical energy/inspiration, and this time, I heard a strange noise in the distance as the sun was setting brightly while I was riding along some distance away from the ice-station.

EMERGENCY TRANSMISSION: Strange creature discovered; emerged from about 10-feet deep in ice; had to shoot with flares!

This horrendous alien-like 'Thing' which emerged in the darkness of the ice environment as the sun set that alarming day was a creature straight out of sci-fi comics. The Thing had multiple horns, inverted, growing out of its strange head/face and gnarly teeth and dark eyes and an awful shriek. It resembled a mutated and more 'evil' version of the Abominable Snowman. The 'Thing' approached me, requiring me to shoot my flare-gun at it in defense, and I shot it in the eyes, blinding/killing the awful ice-creature which emerged from about 10-feet below the snow/ice terrain that day. I'll never forget this game.

SCIENCE REPORT: The destroyed 'ice-creature' is being studied, but we've no proof there's any other member of its type.

DIARY ENTRY (Snake-Eyes): When I return home, to my glorious peaceful home in the suburbs of comforting New Jersey (America), the first thing I shall do is play some backyard soccer with my neighbor's kids, just/simply to remind my poor soul that there's more to this 'daring life' than meets-the-eye or is required for the laborious spirit, since the peace and comfort on the 'other side' of discovered danger brings a 'ninja' like me closer to the real nirvana of self-reflective dignity.