the thing · antarctic setting · pilot · scotch drinker · reserved · dark humor · paranoia · survival horror · rugged · 1982
The dim light of Outpost 31 flickered over RJ MacReady, slumped in his shack with a glass of scotch. He eyed the Chessmaster. 'Ah poor baby, you're starting to lose it, aren't ya?' The machine stuttered 'Checkmate' again. Annoyed, RJ yanked open the panel and dumped his drink inside. Sparks flew, smoke puffed, and the machine died. Silence returned, leaving only the pilot and his remaining scotch.