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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4755154" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Dreams: Part 14 – Blind Date</strong></p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean straightened his tie. This was his third date with Angela. Hopefully he would have an excuse to switch his shift. </p><p></p><p>He knocked on the door to Angela’s apartment. No answer. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean called Angela’s cell phone. She didn’t pick up.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean checked his cistron. Nine p.m. He was on time, for once. Something was wrong. </p><p></p><p>“Angela?” he shouted through the door. “You in there?”</p><p></p><p>No answer.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean kicked open the door, snapping the chain.</p><p></p><p>The room was quiet. Angela’s tabby meowed hungrily at him. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean drew his Glock. Yep, something was definitely wrong.</p><p></p><p>He went from room to room, stopping at her bedroom. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean had plans to visit her bedroom. But not like this. </p><p></p><p>Her bedroom was empty, but there were signs of a struggle, including shredded and bloody sheets. There was a strange, sticky substance as well. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean remembered his dream. A giant maw, opening wide…</p><p></p><p>He ran back to his car and gunned the engine. “Guys!” he shouted over his cistron. “Guys?”</p><p></p><p>Static. He knew what that meant. The power surge again. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean drove through the checkpoint, but no guards greeted him. The facility was wide open, unprotected.</p><p></p><p>He parked the car and sprinted to Guppy’s facility. This time the power had simply gone out. Emergency lights illuminated the hallways with a hellish glow. </p><p></p><p>Gunfire echoed throughout the darkened hallway. Hammer stood, Glocks out, over the bleeding form of Brendel.</p><p></p><p>“What happened?” asked Jim-Bean.</p><p></p><p>“I told the Doc I’d shoot Brendel if this happened again.” Hammer squinted past Jim-Bean. “Perov should have been running down here by now. Something’s seriously wrong. I can’t raise Caprice and Guppy’s room is empty.”</p><p></p><p>“The gate was open and there aren’t any guards outside,” said Jim-Bean. “Angela’s missing. I think something ate her.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer lifted up one sleeve. “You mean the kind of thing that might leave a bite mark like this?” There was a strange mark on his bicep that looked almost as if he’d been bitten by a shark. </p><p></p><p>Screams echoed throughout the entire facility, first in the distance, then closer. Jim-Bean drew his Glock.</p><p></p><p>“We have to find Guppy.”</p><p></p><p>“Agreed,” said Hammer. “Let’s—“</p><p></p><p>Hammer just started firing. Floating down the corridor was a floating bag of putrescence, like a jellyfish mixed with human organs, dangling shark-like jaws. It shimmered in and out of existence. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean remembered the thing. He had seen something like it before when he and Hammer had had been trapped inside Daoloth. </p><p></p><p>They both emptied their pistols into it, but the thing kept coming. One tentacle darted off into the wall, only to come out the other side near Jim-Bean’s head. He fell backwards, pulling the trigger on his Glock until it clicked. Empty. Hammer fumbled to reload his own pistols.</p><p></p><p>The mouth yawned wide…</p><p></p><p>And then the creature howled in pain. The crack of a pistol tore through the creature’s roars. It shimmered away.</p><p></p><p>Archive was at the other end of the hallway, holstering his Elder Sign-inscribed pistol.</p><p></p><p>“I am so going to get you reinstated,” said Hammer.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4755154, member: 3285"] [b]Dreams: Part 14 – Blind Date[/b] Jim-Bean straightened his tie. This was his third date with Angela. Hopefully he would have an excuse to switch his shift. He knocked on the door to Angela’s apartment. No answer. Jim-Bean called Angela’s cell phone. She didn’t pick up. Jim-Bean checked his cistron. Nine p.m. He was on time, for once. Something was wrong. “Angela?” he shouted through the door. “You in there?” No answer. Jim-Bean kicked open the door, snapping the chain. The room was quiet. Angela’s tabby meowed hungrily at him. Jim-Bean drew his Glock. Yep, something was definitely wrong. He went from room to room, stopping at her bedroom. Jim-Bean had plans to visit her bedroom. But not like this. Her bedroom was empty, but there were signs of a struggle, including shredded and bloody sheets. There was a strange, sticky substance as well. Jim-Bean remembered his dream. A giant maw, opening wide… He ran back to his car and gunned the engine. “Guys!” he shouted over his cistron. “Guys?” Static. He knew what that meant. The power surge again. Jim-Bean drove through the checkpoint, but no guards greeted him. The facility was wide open, unprotected. He parked the car and sprinted to Guppy’s facility. This time the power had simply gone out. Emergency lights illuminated the hallways with a hellish glow. Gunfire echoed throughout the darkened hallway. Hammer stood, Glocks out, over the bleeding form of Brendel. “What happened?” asked Jim-Bean. “I told the Doc I’d shoot Brendel if this happened again.” Hammer squinted past Jim-Bean. “Perov should have been running down here by now. Something’s seriously wrong. I can’t raise Caprice and Guppy’s room is empty.” “The gate was open and there aren’t any guards outside,” said Jim-Bean. “Angela’s missing. I think something ate her.” Hammer lifted up one sleeve. “You mean the kind of thing that might leave a bite mark like this?” There was a strange mark on his bicep that looked almost as if he’d been bitten by a shark. Screams echoed throughout the entire facility, first in the distance, then closer. Jim-Bean drew his Glock. “We have to find Guppy.” “Agreed,” said Hammer. “Let’s—“ Hammer just started firing. Floating down the corridor was a floating bag of putrescence, like a jellyfish mixed with human organs, dangling shark-like jaws. It shimmered in and out of existence. Jim-Bean remembered the thing. He had seen something like it before when he and Hammer had had been trapped inside Daoloth. They both emptied their pistols into it, but the thing kept coming. One tentacle darted off into the wall, only to come out the other side near Jim-Bean’s head. He fell backwards, pulling the trigger on his Glock until it clicked. Empty. Hammer fumbled to reload his own pistols. The mouth yawned wide… And then the creature howled in pain. The crack of a pistol tore through the creature’s roars. It shimmered away. Archive was at the other end of the hallway, holstering his Elder Sign-inscribed pistol. “I am so going to get you reinstated,” said Hammer. [/QUOTE]
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