That night i finally slept. I dreamed of my family, being slaughtered by the demons.
That monster ogre, eating my mother, and father, and probably my brother. I
dreamed of the first imps that i had seen. What made me kill them? What made me
cut into them without thinking? I didn't know. I doubt i will ever know. In spite of
the horrors that haunted my dreams, i slept very soundly, in the closet, behind
garbage cans, and stacks of bricks. Alex was right beside me. He slept too, though
i can't speak for the quality of it. He woke often, nearly screaming, but at the last
moment, biting his tounge. If anything were near, they'd hear him, and we'd have to
fight again.
The morning finally came. We ate 'breakfast', thinking of the word that morning made
me laugh out loud. Something about it, having never been questioned, just seemed funny.
We ate, it was very unsatisfying. We spoke of what we had to do that day. Though it
would seem respectfull to bury the dead, we figured that if we left them in the yard,
it would look less conspicuous. We realized that we were only two individuals in an
entire city, there must be others who fought and survived days. So we took up weapons,
anything we could find that may help us survive. The small weapons i had taken were
working fine, but i knew that if we were to face another spider like before, there
was a chance we would fall. I decided to dual weild them, I had always wanted to,
but i never thought of what must happen for me to gain that chance.
We left at noon, our first course of action was to find freinds, people we knew. Bryan's
house was just down the street. You never think of how far something is, until you might
die going there. Bryan's house was completely destroyed, there were no signs of life,
also, no signs of corpses, chances were they had gone to some military base, where they
would be safe, meanwhile we were stuck, in the city with unknown monsters. The next
person we could think of was Peter. He lived only half a mile away, in a residential area.
Deep down i figured he was dead, but when we got to his home, there were no signs of
him. In the kitchen, on the floor, was an imp, like the ones i had fought, and killed. My
stomach burned when i thought of having killed, even though i knew it was necessary,
it still hurt, knowing that i didn't even hesitate. Had peter been taken somewhere?
Just then Alex heard a noise, coming from down the hall. I drew my small blades, and
Alex did the same. I carefully walked down the hall, and peered into the room, the bed
was shaking, but there was nothing on it. I heard a small whimper coming from under it,
I bent down, and i looked under. Peter was staring right at me. He didn't say anything,
but i could tell what had happened.
Minutes later back in the kitchen, I stood over the lifless body of the imp. The sight of
body barely shook me. I looked at the face, it was full of stab holes, and it looked as if
it had been hit with a hammer. Alex was in the bedroom, trying to coax Peter out from
under the bed. Finally he came, but he clutched a large bloody knife. He looked at me,
and i looked at him, I knew what he had gone through, the fight or flight had taken him,
and his entire life changed in a matter of seconds. After a few minutes of silence, i
decided to look around the house, i'd be lying if i said i wasn't a little bit scared. In his
parent's room, i found their bodies, they were still in bed. their throats had been cut.
"I was.........on the computer........" Peter finally said shakily. "i heard a crash..... and i got
up to see what it was...... then it attacked me..... I-I-I tried to run, but it caught me, it
slashed at me, but it's sword got stuck in the fridge, so I-I-I grabbed the cutting
board and i started swinging. I hit it and i hit it and i hit it, until it fell to the ground,
then i grabbed a knife and i started stabbing.......and stabbing............" He spoke very
quickly, then he fell silent, he finally realized what had happened. For what seemed
like hours, we stood there, he stared blankly at the table.
Alex pulled me down the hall, "uh, jess, i counted atleast 60 stabs. I think he snapped"
he said to me. I could hear it in his voice that he was still struggling with the events of
the past days. I was too, but i couldn't just sit and stew. I knew that to stay alive, even
for another day, i had to keep active, so like always, i pushed my feelings of sorrow, and
anger, deep down into my stomach. I knew that one day i could probly use it.
An hour and a half later, we finally got Peter up and ready to go, we were on foot, since
none of the vehicles on Alex's or Peter's blocks would work. Next up was Jeremy's house
I looked in the basement, I looked in the closets, there was no one there. I hoped that they
had gone somewhere, where they could be safe, but i doubted it. On the way out, i closed
the door, at this point, it was just a feeble attempted to hold onto what little of our world
that was left. I looked up at the sky from Jeremy's porch, the color had changed, from
the tranquil blue that it had been, now, it was greenish, it looked smoggy, as if it were
being palluted. We began to walk back to alex's house, the way we had always gone,
but as we got to the end of the block i realized, that no one is going to be mad if i steal.
First stop, was Falcon Schwinn, The bike store. We each got ourselves a nice bike, just
our size. I took about a half hour, to hide some bikes, in jeremy's basment, with them,
i left notes, and instructions, on how to find us, simple written in plain words. The note
said, "If You Read This, We Are At Alex's House Try To Find Us PLEASE".
The ride back was quick, we rode as if there were no tomorow, for all we knew, there
wasn't. Peter, who was still off in his own little world, was put in the pantry, Alex and
I had some more stops. The mall, We knew that we would need better, and more
weapons, if we were going to find more people. and we knew that they wouldn't care
if we borrowed them. We filled our new backpacks with all the knives we could, then
we strapped as many swords we could to our backs. That night, we made a few trips,
The upstairs, had become a sort of armory, we filled it with the entire inventory of
the northwest cuttlery. Luckily, one of the few things that remained, was the glorious,
the splendorous, the magnificant, electricity.
It hadn't even dawned on us, until that night. It had been two days since we found
peter, since then, we hadn't seen any other people. It was just us, atleast for the
time being, so we tinkered around, making what could be considered armor, from
pieces of the cars and trucks of the neighborhood. Although we slept in Alex's
house, we worked in a house three doors down. We threw all the furninture into
a back room, and got to work. The previous day had been spent 'buying' tools
and suplies. It took about 6 days, but we made ourselves some nice protection,
rivots come in handy.
It had now been seven days, without a single incident. We were getting a little
too cozy for our own good. About miday the big black hole in the sky began to
pulsate, and it let out a loud hum that could be heard all the way from the base,
as we now called it. The hole, from what we had seen, was about ten miles away,
and yet, the hum still reached us. About an hour and a half after the pullsating
began, it stopped, we watched as hundreds of tiny objects began to fall from
the portal. Peter Alex and I looked at each other. we didn't know what was
coming through, but we knew that it would mean more fighting, and more death.
With our armor, and weapons and fortified home base, we stood a chance, and
if we worked together, there was a chance that we could survive, but we knew
if we were going to make any difference, we would need to find more people,
and with these reinforcments coming through the portal, this would be no easy
task.
To Be Continued....
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