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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4429527" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>McKinley Boulevard: Part 5 – The Lobby</strong></p><p></p><p>“We need a fire extinguisher, fast,” said Archive. “If those moths come back we need something to—“</p><p></p><p>“Uh, I think we have bigger problems than moths,” said Kristian.</p><p></p><p>A creature loped into the lobby, blocking their path to the door. Standing at nearly two feet tall, it had an earth-like appearance as if formed wholly from clay. Its hide has a rubbery, pale texture to it. Sharps white claws, jutting forward like that of a bird, hung in front of the little beast. Its face was a mask of hatred, two bulging milky white eyes, slits for a nose, and a frog-like maw bristling with yellow teeth. </p><p></p><p>“Go upstairs.” Hammer drew his Glocks, not taking his eyes off the thing. “Stay in your room and put something in front of the door.”</p><p></p><p>Kristian nodded and ran back up the steps.</p><p></p><p>Hammer took aim. “Got something in your voodoo bag for this thing?” </p><p></p><p>Archive shook his head. “No, but—“</p><p></p><p>BLAM! The bullet struck home, piercing the thing right between the eyes. It collapsed to the ground, melting into a swarm of slithering white worms that disappeared into the wood below.</p><p></p><p>“—bullets might not have an effect either,” finished Archive.</p><p></p><p>“Looks like it’s effective to me,” said Hammer. “What are these things?”</p><p></p><p>“Not sure. Homunculi maybe.” Archive scanned the room. “But whatever they are, they’re part of something larger.” He pointed at one of the huge statues. “Look familiar?”</p><p></p><p>Hammer was about to say something when one of the little creatures leaped on his back from the chandelier.</p><p></p><p>He whirled but not before the thing sunk its teeth into his shoulder. Hammer hurled the thing into the drawing room, and took aim with his pistol. He squeezed off a shot, but numbness pulsed from his neck to the fingertips of his right arm and he missed.</p><p></p><p>Archive had his own pistol out. Another homunculus hissed at them from a china cabinet in the far corner of the drawing room. </p><p></p><p>Archive shot the homunculus that had bitten Hammer. The bullet found its mark. It fell down, hardening into stone, a dead statue.</p><p></p><p>Not wasting any time, Hammer sprayed the china cabinet with both pistols. The homunculus shrieked and melted away.</p><p></p><p>“Look out!” shouted Archive.</p><p></p><p>Three more homunculi loped towards them from the other side of the drawing room. </p><p></p><p>Hammer turned, backing up as he and Archive retreated to the center of the room. Suddenly all three of the creatures turned and ran.</p><p></p><p>“What just happened?” </p><p></p><p>Archive looked down as the sound of splintering wood trembled beneath their feet. “It’s a trap!”</p><p></p><p>First one plank, then another fell away. Archive and Hammer dove to the side as the planks in the floor ripped open with a tremendous blast, sucked down into the hole. All of the objects in the room were sucked down into the vortex, including the china closet and garbage that was strewn about.</p><p></p><p>Hammer lunged and grabbed the foot of the huge column. Archive slipped past him. Hammer grabbed hold of Archive’s shirtsleeve to stop him from being sucked into the hole. Objects and garbage flew past them.</p><p></p><p>Hammer was losing his grip. Archive’s shirt tore and he bounced along the floor, disappearing into the hole with a yelp.</p><p></p><p>Hammer couldn’t hold on any longer. He screamed, flying backward, towards the hole, but managed to grab onto the side of the entryway.</p><p></p><p>His body was horizontal, his feet dangling in the air in the direction of the hole. Hammer hung on for dear life. Objects continued to fly past him.</p><p></p><p>“For God’s sake, how do you stop it?”</p><p></p><p>The nails in the molding that Hammer held onto tore loose and the molding snapped free. He spun wildly away towards the hole. He was sucked down into the hole, like a particle swallowed by a deep funnel of draining water.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4429527, member: 3285"] [b]McKinley Boulevard: Part 5 – The Lobby[/b] “We need a fire extinguisher, fast,” said Archive. “If those moths come back we need something to—“ “Uh, I think we have bigger problems than moths,” said Kristian. A creature loped into the lobby, blocking their path to the door. Standing at nearly two feet tall, it had an earth-like appearance as if formed wholly from clay. Its hide has a rubbery, pale texture to it. Sharps white claws, jutting forward like that of a bird, hung in front of the little beast. Its face was a mask of hatred, two bulging milky white eyes, slits for a nose, and a frog-like maw bristling with yellow teeth. “Go upstairs.” Hammer drew his Glocks, not taking his eyes off the thing. “Stay in your room and put something in front of the door.” Kristian nodded and ran back up the steps. Hammer took aim. “Got something in your voodoo bag for this thing?” Archive shook his head. “No, but—“ BLAM! The bullet struck home, piercing the thing right between the eyes. It collapsed to the ground, melting into a swarm of slithering white worms that disappeared into the wood below. “—bullets might not have an effect either,” finished Archive. “Looks like it’s effective to me,” said Hammer. “What are these things?” “Not sure. Homunculi maybe.” Archive scanned the room. “But whatever they are, they’re part of something larger.” He pointed at one of the huge statues. “Look familiar?” Hammer was about to say something when one of the little creatures leaped on his back from the chandelier. He whirled but not before the thing sunk its teeth into his shoulder. Hammer hurled the thing into the drawing room, and took aim with his pistol. He squeezed off a shot, but numbness pulsed from his neck to the fingertips of his right arm and he missed. Archive had his own pistol out. Another homunculus hissed at them from a china cabinet in the far corner of the drawing room. Archive shot the homunculus that had bitten Hammer. The bullet found its mark. It fell down, hardening into stone, a dead statue. Not wasting any time, Hammer sprayed the china cabinet with both pistols. The homunculus shrieked and melted away. “Look out!” shouted Archive. Three more homunculi loped towards them from the other side of the drawing room. Hammer turned, backing up as he and Archive retreated to the center of the room. Suddenly all three of the creatures turned and ran. “What just happened?” Archive looked down as the sound of splintering wood trembled beneath their feet. “It’s a trap!” First one plank, then another fell away. Archive and Hammer dove to the side as the planks in the floor ripped open with a tremendous blast, sucked down into the hole. All of the objects in the room were sucked down into the vortex, including the china closet and garbage that was strewn about. Hammer lunged and grabbed the foot of the huge column. Archive slipped past him. Hammer grabbed hold of Archive’s shirtsleeve to stop him from being sucked into the hole. Objects and garbage flew past them. Hammer was losing his grip. Archive’s shirt tore and he bounced along the floor, disappearing into the hole with a yelp. Hammer couldn’t hold on any longer. He screamed, flying backward, towards the hole, but managed to grab onto the side of the entryway. His body was horizontal, his feet dangling in the air in the direction of the hole. Hammer hung on for dear life. Objects continued to fly past him. “For God’s sake, how do you stop it?” The nails in the molding that Hammer held onto tore loose and the molding snapped free. He spun wildly away towards the hole. He was sucked down into the hole, like a particle swallowed by a deep funnel of draining water. [/QUOTE]
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