I am being Blair. I escape out the back as the world comes in through the front.I am being Copper. I am rising from the dead.I am being Childs. I am guarding the main entrance.The names dont matter. They are placeholders, nothing more; all biomass is interchangeable. What matters is that these are all that is left of me. The world has burned everything else.I see myself through the window, loping through the storm, wearing Blair. MacReady has told me to burn Blair if he comes back alone, but MacReady still thinks I am one of him. I am not: I am being Blair, and I am at the door. I am being Childs, and I let myself in. I take brief communion, tendrils writhing forth from my faces, intertwining: I am BlairChilds, exchanging news of the world.Clarkesworld Magazine - Online Science Fiction and Fantasy : The Things by Peter Watts.(What do you guys think about the recent news that a prequel is in the works? I will admit that my reaction was a stream of angry expletives, but I was shortly after distracted by the fact that a Dune movie is being made by the guy who made District 13. Maybe they'll get rid of all that pesky orating and political subtext and just have a bunch of people ninja flipping off sandworms and porn stars feeding people their underwear.)-Wiley
'The Things' by Peter Watts
This is great- Carpenter's 'The Thing' from the perspective of the Thing: