Steven J. Anzalone

That's enough, Jesus Christ.

We've got enough problems without you trying to play alpha dog.

We don't know what that thing is.

All we've managed to piece together is that some of what we've been seeing aligns pretty well with an ancient mythology.

Or one so old it may even predate Mesopotamia itself.

Okay, okay.

Let's turn down the temperature, lads.

We've got bigger problems than bruised egos to worry about.

Have you guys figured out where the additional hands and eyes came from that were packed inside of Price?

Not yet.

Did you notice anything about them?

Like signs of decomposition, long or painted nails, rings?

No.

Or the machine was used on him before he arrived at the outpost.

We know it has transformational effects on all scales, but if you're right, Miles, and the thing's looking to import something from another world, another dimension... Hell.

The word you're looking for is hell.

Right.

If this thing's trying to import something from hell, I'm not sure how the currently understood abilities of the machines come into play...

I suppose you might be right...

But that also means the Thing will likely play things a lot closer to the chest from now on.