and leaping over the monster’s attacks until she reached the desk, rolling over it and ducking down behind it. She pried the pistol free and took cover momentarily.
Another tentacle slammed down into the desk, shattering the wooden furniture in half. It also cleaved the guard’s corpse in half. Blood sprayed Nadya and she rose, taking a step back and firing even more rounds into the creature at a rapid pace, strafing it again. Attempting to jump clear of another tentacle coming in at her low, she was caught off guard when it changed course in mid-attack and snagged her ankle.
Nadya was yanked upwards by the tendril, hanging from her single leg. Blood rushed to her head and she saw she was being pulled over the creature. For the second time that night, she saw the thing’s maw protrude from the mass of the rest of it. Again she got a good look at the ivory teeth gnashing together, desperate for its squirming Russian meal.
Nadya pulled the knife out and carved through the thick tentacle. A few feet from being directly over the monster’s hungry mouth, she sliced through the tendril and fell to the floor, managing to spin herself in mid-air and land more or less on her feet.
Spinning around, she faced the creature just in time to see a tentacle thrust forward, slamming into her gut and sending her flying backwards. Her ass hit the floor and she rolled backwards before landing face downward. She lay still for a moment, trying to regain her breath. A swipe of another tentacle along the floor sent her skidding to the side and slamming into the wall.
Fighting past the increasing aches and pains, Nadya pushed herself up. She saw the thing moving towards her, extending even more tentacles to pummel her with. To her right was the second, unopened door, so she twisted the handle and dove inside.
As she suspected, it was the bathroom. She shoved the door shut behind her and tried to think of something to do. She went over to the medicine cabinet and started to go through the contents, trying to find anything that would be useful. Behind her, the bathroom door shattered to pieces and tentacles came barreling in towards her. Nadya gripped the sink in front of her with her single workable hand as the tentacles wrapped around her ankles and yanked her out through the doorway. Her muscles strained painfully as she was stretched. Her fingers slipped on the smooth ceramic of the sink.
Nadya’s eyes happened to fall on a can of hairspray sitting on the sink. Releasing her hold, she reached out for it and just managed to snag the can before she was pulled out of the bathroom.
Nadya flew through the air again, dragged by the tentacles. More pain struck her as she was battered into another wall then dropped to the ground. Somehow, she managed to keep a hold on the hairspray. She set it on the floor in front of her and pulled the knife out, smashing the handle of it into the spray tip. The tip smashed off and aerosol shot out of the top of the can. Pulling her lighter out, she lit it and let the aerosol catch fire then turned and hurled it at the creature.
Nadya smirked as she saw the makeshift Molotov cocktail catch in its mass. Diving down and covering her head again, she heard and felt the hairspray can explode. The creature made an even louder cry of pain and she pushed herself back up and turned to it. A good chunk of its blob-like center mass had been destroyed, splattered across the room and melting into something that looked like muddy water.
“Hey, there, Billy Blob,” Nadya quipped. “Pull yourself together, huh?”
Nadya’s feeling of triumph was short lived as the monster responded with a snarl of rage and sent more tentacles charging towards her. She ran, sidestepping the creature again, moving around the room. They came at her so fast that she had no time to form a new plan of attack. It was simply evade until