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<blockquote data-quote="Puppy Kicker" data-source="post: 1804783" data-attributes="member: 20284"><p><strong>Angel in the Devil’s Shoes</strong></p><p><strong>Part V</strong></p><p></p><p>The four companions wandered the halls of the prison, stepping around the corpses of guards and listening carefully for the sounds of danger. Ryan stayed in the lead, and Mike did not let the 9MM's barrel drop. He and Sean had dropped back while Sally walked almost even with Ryan.</p><p></p><p>"I don't entirely trust him," he whispered to Sean.</p><p></p><p>"Neither do I. But I don't know why. A lot of guards are dead, but it's not unreasonable to think that a couple may have survived whatever went on here."</p><p></p><p>Mike nodded. The barrel was dropped to the floor, but Mike's finger still rested a hair's bredth from the trigger. "He just doesn't look roughed up enough to me. Blood on the shirt, but were's it from?"</p><p></p><p>"He said trying to help a friend. Could be true."</p><p></p><p>"Could be...."</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">---</p><p></p><p>Ryan answered Sally's innocuous questions easily, the lies sliding across his silver tongue. Yes, he was married to a lovely woman and his daughter was just going into first grade. They were saving for a bigger house, but the car payments were killing them. The answers seemed to roll into his mind from nowhere. The perfect answer was on his tongue for every question. The voice was, at least for now, making itself useful.</p><p></p><p>"I know hwo those car payments can be," Sally said. "Sean and I are always struggling with..." She slid to a halt. "What was that?"</p><p></p><p>Ryan stopped as well, a couple feet in front of Sally. He pretended to listen. "I don't hear anything." He didn't need to. He KNEW. Sean and Mike were on either side of Sally then, listening intently and peering into the darkness.</p><p></p><p>"Sounds like something shuffling." Mike said. "Could be dangerous."</p><p></p><p>Sally took two steps forward and shone the flashlight down the passageway. "Or it could be someone needing help." She took another two steps forward, in front of Ryan. "Hello?"</p><p></p><p>The echo of her voice returned, but there was no other answer. </p><p></p><p>HUNGRY. HUNGRY. HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO. "Shut up!" Ryan whispered to the voices.</p><p></p><p>Sally looked back. "What?"</p><p></p><p>Ryan shook his head. "Nothing. I'm sorry." A line of drool trickled down his chin. In the dark it went unnoticed.</p><p></p><p>Sean stepped up to stand next to his wife. "Bunny, I don't think that's someone needing help. Let's back up a bit."</p><p></p><p>Sally and Sean both stepped backward, flashlights illuminating the hallway in front of the group. Suddenly, an inhuman wail filled the darkness behind them and Mike was thrown forward! His body <strong>slammed </strong> into Sean, who collapsed under the force of the blow. Sally screamed as she wiped blood from her face and chest. The back of Mike's head was a gooey mess, splattered across Sally and Ryan and dripping down onto Sean's prone form. Sally didn't know if she was screaming at the gore, or at the creature who had created it.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">---</p><p></p><p>Sean struggled to get out from under Mike's corpse. Sean's pistol had dropped to the floor as he fell, and Mike's weapon was nowhere to be seen. Ryan was unfazed, standing there staring at the monster. Sally couldn't stop screaming and trying to get the blood and brains off of her face.</p><p></p><p>The creature was human. The creature WAS human. The creature was HUMANS. A gargantuan mangled mass of amputated limbs, joined together like a fleshy cheeseball. Skin peeled from various open wounds and pustules, and bits of clothing were embedded in its form at random intervals. Most horrifying were the faces. Parts of human faces occasionally peeked out from the grotesque amalgam of flesh. In one huge and mishapen hand the creature squeezed the bone fragment that was once the back of Mike's skull. The bone seemed to meld to the creatures body as it advanced.</p><p></p><p>"Run!" Sean screamed as he finally stumbled from under the corpse's weight and leapt to his feet. He lunged towards Sally and grabbed her by the arm, carrying them both into the darkness of the hallway. Ryan followed, but he stopped just long enough to grab the pistol that had fallen from Mike's hand and slide it into his pants. </p><p></p><p>Ryan turned as Sally and Sean vanished into the darkness. His gaze fell on the inhuman creature. "They are mine." The creature stepped back, dropping it's head submissively. "They are for MY hunger." Ryan turned and sprinted down the hallway after Sean and Sally.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Puppy Kicker, post: 1804783, member: 20284"] [B]Angel in the Devil’s Shoes Part V[/B] The four companions wandered the halls of the prison, stepping around the corpses of guards and listening carefully for the sounds of danger. Ryan stayed in the lead, and Mike did not let the 9MM's barrel drop. He and Sean had dropped back while Sally walked almost even with Ryan. "I don't entirely trust him," he whispered to Sean. "Neither do I. But I don't know why. A lot of guards are dead, but it's not unreasonable to think that a couple may have survived whatever went on here." Mike nodded. The barrel was dropped to the floor, but Mike's finger still rested a hair's bredth from the trigger. "He just doesn't look roughed up enough to me. Blood on the shirt, but were's it from?" "He said trying to help a friend. Could be true." "Could be...." [CENTER]---[/CENTER] Ryan answered Sally's innocuous questions easily, the lies sliding across his silver tongue. Yes, he was married to a lovely woman and his daughter was just going into first grade. They were saving for a bigger house, but the car payments were killing them. The answers seemed to roll into his mind from nowhere. The perfect answer was on his tongue for every question. The voice was, at least for now, making itself useful. "I know hwo those car payments can be," Sally said. "Sean and I are always struggling with..." She slid to a halt. "What was that?" Ryan stopped as well, a couple feet in front of Sally. He pretended to listen. "I don't hear anything." He didn't need to. He KNEW. Sean and Mike were on either side of Sally then, listening intently and peering into the darkness. "Sounds like something shuffling." Mike said. "Could be dangerous." Sally took two steps forward and shone the flashlight down the passageway. "Or it could be someone needing help." She took another two steps forward, in front of Ryan. "Hello?" The echo of her voice returned, but there was no other answer. HUNGRY. HUNGRY. HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO. "Shut up!" Ryan whispered to the voices. Sally looked back. "What?" Ryan shook his head. "Nothing. I'm sorry." A line of drool trickled down his chin. In the dark it went unnoticed. Sean stepped up to stand next to his wife. "Bunny, I don't think that's someone needing help. Let's back up a bit." Sally and Sean both stepped backward, flashlights illuminating the hallway in front of the group. Suddenly, an inhuman wail filled the darkness behind them and Mike was thrown forward! His body [B]slammed [/B] into Sean, who collapsed under the force of the blow. Sally screamed as she wiped blood from her face and chest. The back of Mike's head was a gooey mess, splattered across Sally and Ryan and dripping down onto Sean's prone form. Sally didn't know if she was screaming at the gore, or at the creature who had created it. [CENTER]---[/CENTER] Sean struggled to get out from under Mike's corpse. Sean's pistol had dropped to the floor as he fell, and Mike's weapon was nowhere to be seen. Ryan was unfazed, standing there staring at the monster. Sally couldn't stop screaming and trying to get the blood and brains off of her face. The creature was human. The creature WAS human. The creature was HUMANS. A gargantuan mangled mass of amputated limbs, joined together like a fleshy cheeseball. Skin peeled from various open wounds and pustules, and bits of clothing were embedded in its form at random intervals. Most horrifying were the faces. Parts of human faces occasionally peeked out from the grotesque amalgam of flesh. In one huge and mishapen hand the creature squeezed the bone fragment that was once the back of Mike's skull. The bone seemed to meld to the creatures body as it advanced. "Run!" Sean screamed as he finally stumbled from under the corpse's weight and leapt to his feet. He lunged towards Sally and grabbed her by the arm, carrying them both into the darkness of the hallway. Ryan followed, but he stopped just long enough to grab the pistol that had fallen from Mike's hand and slide it into his pants. Ryan turned as Sally and Sean vanished into the darkness. His gaze fell on the inhuman creature. "They are mine." The creature stepped back, dropping it's head submissively. "They are for MY hunger." Ryan turned and sprinted down the hallway after Sean and Sally. [/QUOTE]
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