She looked out of the window of her apartment at the distant treeline of Sharwood forest, her favorite place to play as a child, she smiled as she lost herself in her memories, spring mornings spent collecting flowers down by the stream, chasing colourful flutterbys as the evenings sunlight shone down on her, catching in her auburn hair and reflecting in her Green eyes making them sparkle like exotic Jade gems from ancient Terra.
Then the forest changed, trees warping into dark twisted claws reaching down at her, the colourful flutterbys became fat giant fly's, she ran through the stream to get away, instead of the clear sparkling water she was used to she now waded through foul smelling liquid, a thick syrupy ooze that seemed to be a mixture of puss and blood...
She came to her senses, she was back in her apartment, the windows were broken, outside storm clouds the colour of clotted blood and the dirty green of diseased flesh gathered in the night sky as lightning forked up towards them from the distant horizon. Walking across the room she took in her surroundings, dirty wallpaper peeled off the walls, the lumen bulb flickered in the next room, the strobe-like effect causing twisted shadows to dance across the walls, she walked into the bedroom and caught her reflection in the mirror.
Her auburn hair was now a dirty grey that was falling out in clumps, her beautiful Green eyes were now cataract orbs the colour of sour milk, her lips were dry and cracked and her teeth were broken and bloody and her skin was pale and infected sores leaked ooze as maggots crawled beneath her skin.
Screaming, Flint sat upright, terror in her eyes as she looked around the dark room, her companions looked up at her startled. 'Are you ok Flint?' Forte asked her, 'Y-yes I'm ok' she stammered as she tried to calm her breathing, looking down at herself she was relieved to see her athletic body, not the rotting mess she had become in her dream. She kicked the tatty blanket off her legs swearing as she got her foot stuck in a hole, she stood up and got dressed, pulling on a tight pair of pants and a body hugging padded jacket she 'borrowed' off of a dead female Arbite, she turned round and caught Slave staring at her.
'Do you mind?' She snapped at him, he sat up straight and smiled at her 'Not at all, do carry on, don't let me stop you'.
'Stop that right now' said Forte as he threw one of his boots at him. 'Aww you ruin all my fun man' replied Slave pouting.
Flint sat down, looking up at her companions as she ted up her boot laces, there was three of them, drifters she had met in the ruins since Chaos had come to Helvette. The first one she met was Forte, the level headed one, if it wasnt for his quick thinking they would all have been dead many times over by now. soon after that they had met Semper, a survivor from the PDF, he found them fightng off a group of mutants and his Lasrifle had saved them from becoming food that day. The most recent was only known as 'Slave', rude and offensive criminal scum they had found in a cell of the Arbites precinct, he begged to be let out, claimed to have seen unimaginable things and would rather die being able to defend himself rather than sitting there waiting for 'them' to come for him, also he said he knew the city well and knew places to hide, so far he had been true to his word.
There had been others as well, but they wern't so lucky, the first one to go was Jeske, taken down and torn apart by faceless Children who came up through the floor, then there was Chaeron, no one knew how he died, when Semper went to wake him his skin was nailed to the ceiling and his entrails were arranged into the shape of an Eight pointed star on the floor, his body was never found, then there was Miko, pulled into the shadows by unseen hands, Slave had grabbed hold of her, tried pulling her back, but he was showered in blood as he fell back into Forte and Semper holding Mikos' arms, his mind must have snapped a little after this and what he saw whilst locked up, he just sat there laughing hysterically staring at the shadows until Semper had to put him to sleep with the butt of his rifle.
Slave stood up and walked over to her, 'Here this is for you Flint, I found it last night when I was looking for food and saved it for you' he handed her a few packets of dried food and a bottle of water, she looked up at him as she took them, 'Thank you, your not too bad for a criminal' she replied. He laughed as he sat down next to Semper and snatched his lho stick out of his mouth, 'Cheer up Bossman, what are we doing today Bossman Sir Captian Sir Boss' he said as he poked Semper repeatedly in the ribs. Snarling, Semper swatted his hand away, 'listen up' he said, 'I have a plan'. 'Is it a plan so cunning it can slip through your teeth?' Slave asked, Semper turned and looked at him, 'Slave, I hate you' he said...
Sempers plan was simple, get back to the PDF barracks, there were stores of field ration packs and water, as well as weapons. The plan went to hell soon after they left their shelter, out in the runs they came across 'things' that were moving through the shadows, twisted things, hunched over sniffing the ground, searching for something.
They tried sneaking past but one of the creatures caught their scent, it looked up at them and let out a screech as it pointed, then it gave chase, followed by more of its kind.
They took shelter inside a ruined temple, Forte and Slave were barricading the door as the creatures threw themselves against it. 'Oh crap' Semper mumbled, 'Guys I think we shouldn't be here' he said. Flint turned to see what Semper was looking at, she gasped, eyes widening in shock. 'Now what's the matter?' Slave asked , 'Oh fug me' he whispered to himself.
The Temple had been defiled and the Priesthood slaughtered, some had been hung up by chains and had their lower bodies torn away, some had black iron spikes forced through the backs of their head, the blood slicked points sticking out of their mouths, another had been bound to a statue of the Emperor with razor wire, metal spikes had been hammered into his eyes and maggots burst out between his lips that had been sewn shut with rusty wire, others had been flayed, their skin hanging from the domed ceiling like torn banners.
'We're leaving right now' said Forte, 'I'm not staying here to end up like this'. 'There's a way out through the catacombs' Slave said, 'There is tunnels that lead to the sewers, well, there more like cracks in the rock, but we can get out that way, come on!'.
Now she was alone, one second they were walking through the catacombs and next minute the shadows come alive, moaning and clawing at them, Semper was dragged off back the way they had come into the darkness, behind Forte the shadows solidified forming a vaguely human shape, she shouted a warning as Slave grabbed her and pulled her down a side passage, pushing her in front of him and telling her to run and not look back. She carried on running as Slaves screams echoed around her, then everything went silent. Sobbing she wandered alone, her flashlight getting dimmer, she found the cracks in the rock Slave mentioned, she climbed up into the hole and and started to crawl.
After a few minutes she stopped, she was sure she could hear something, it sounded like a sorrowful sigh carried on the breeze, and the faint sound of someone praying, but speaking in reverse, and someone whispered her name. Panicking, she started to crawl faster, the tunnel got narrower so she had to lay flat on her stomach and pull herself along, the noises sounded like they were getting closer. She let out a sob of despair as she became stuck, frantically kicking her legs to get free, suddenly the noise stopped and her flashlight died. She held her breath, too scared to make a noise as tears ran down her cheeks, the tunnel seemed to get tighter around her as her heart beat so hard her chest hurt. Something felt like it was crawling over her, impossible she knew as the tunnel was barely wide enough to fit her, but she could feel a tingling moving up her body. Unintentionally she let out a sob of fear then he held her breath again, shaking in the darkness as her chest got tighter as the fear set in, then he felt a soft breath on her cheek as something whispered 'Flint' right next to her ear.
Flint screamed, louder than any living person should ever have to scream, the Terror welled up inside of her and she started kicking and crying hysterically, suddenly she was free and she dragged herself along, not caring that all her nails had broken and her fingers were torn and slicked with blood. She crawled faster as she felt something moving in the darkness behind her. All of a sudden she was clawing at empty air, and she rolled out of the tunnel falling face first onto the floor, as she rolled over she saw the thing that was coming after her.
It pulled itself from the tunnel slowly, long arms reaching down to the floor as it turned towards her, it was blind, two bloody holes where its eyes should be, yet she felt it look straight into her soul, it made an eerie wailing sound as it opened its mouth and a white light shone out, not the white light associated with purity, but a filthy white that reminded her of rot and corruption, as the light shone down on her she could hear the whispering in her head again getting louder as the abomination got closer, it reached out and stroked her cheek with long slender fingers, then she could feel the wetness on her legs as her bladder emptied uncontrollably, then it lunged towards her, and everything went black.
Edited by SlaveToDarkness, 02 November 2014 - 09:50 PM.