> be me
> expeditioning through sublevel 4X looking for copper wire to melt down and ball bearings for IED night
> lots of good machinery to loot, still taking light salvage because I really only care about IED night
> Geiger counter is quiet
> gas detector is only in the yellow so I get to wear my GP-4
> candle light doesn't wake the wallflowers up, packing a storm lantern for illumination
> all in all pretty comfy as far as sublevels go
> run into some scattered remains
> two human, one has some kind of exoskeleton, looks like a cockroach
> only had a mosin, FCG9, and a hi point on them
> perfectly preserved condom sticking out of the dead beetle
> off brand soft point in the mosin and some kind of weird arabic JHP in the pistol
> grimmest group of bodies I've ever seen
> keep going, trip over something in the lantern shadows cast by the bodies
> look down
> it's a tentacle
> not the fun kind, either. It's a spiny, hairy appendage with what looks like a stinger on the end
> it starts to stir
> fuck_my_stupid_baka_life.wav
> there's a wallflower cluster RIGHT next to me so I don't even think about reaching for a gun
> unzip my cold steel kukri and hold up my lantern to discern just how fucked I am
> tentacle seems to actually be the tail of something quadrupedal
> eyeless, deer-sized thing with two sets of jaws and wrinkled, hairless skin
> lifts its head up, whiskers twitch in my direction
> MFW
> I fucking hate prep for IED night.