"We will swallow your soul!" Said the evil voice.
"Swallow this!" As the sound of thunder cracked through the woods from the resonance of a double barrel Remington shotgun.
"Um…Excuse me, Ash?" Said a spectacled, young man. "Tell me more about Linda? What happened to her?"
His curiosity peaks in asking the question. His eagerness waits to hear something different from the usual. Ash sits in the corner of his bed, bound by a straight jacket.
"What's there to tell? I loved her. She turned and tried to eat me. And not in a good way either. So I did what I had to."
"And what was that?"
"I decapitated her." Ash shows a bit of frustration at the young doctor's questions.
"Maybe that wasn't the issue. Maybe you just didn't want a commitment. Maybe you were afraid of settling down?" His arrogance present as he probes Ash. Ash lunges at the inexperienced doctor and knocks him off his chair.
"Listen! You snot-nosed, little punk! I know what I'm talking about. And if you were so fucking smart you'd research everything I've told you up to this point!"
Ash walks back towards the furthest corner of his cell and stares at the doctor who begins to stand and straightens himself out.
"Okay, Ash. Sessions over for today." He opens a small hatch and calls for the orderly to open the door. "I hope you come out of this, Ash. For your sake."
The orderly opens the door and Ash is left alone in the dark with nothing better to do then just going to sleep.
Okay. Recap.
The name's Ash and I had a real life once. A job. 'Hardware. Aisle Twelve. Shop smart. Shop S-mart!' I had a wonderful girlfriend. Linda. Together we drove to a small cabin in the woods. The same cabin where my friends were murdered. Scotty, Shelly, and Cheryl. I was the only one to survive. Everyone said that I had lost my mind. That it was some sick mountain man who murdered them. I knew though. That is until I was convinced it was all in my head.
As a way to conquer my fear, Linda suggested we take a trip up there. To prove there were no such things as demons. We arrived there and everything was as when the first time I ever arrived. In this cabin, Dr. Knowby came to translate and study a new find.
Necronomicon Ex Mortis. Roughly translates to "The Book of the Dead". Bound in human flesh and inked in blood, this ancient Sumerian text contained bizarre burial rites, funerary incantations and demon resurrection passages. It was never meant to be discovered by the world of the living. The book had awakened something dark in the woods when it took my friends. And it was still there when I went back. It took Linda and then it came for me.
It got into my hand and it went bad. So I lopped it off at the wrist but that didn't stop it. It came back. Big time. 'For God's Sake! How do you stop this thing?!' In trying to destroy the book, some sort of time tunnel was opened. I dropped out of the sky and landed in the year 1300 A.D.
There it was more of the same. Deadites, as they became known, were the undead spawn of the Necronomicon. I went on a quest to find the book. Not because I wanted to help these poor saps. But because it could send me back home to my time. So I built myself a new hand, got myself some sugar and off I went after that cursed book.
I found the book but before I could take it I had to say the wise man's magic words. Did I say them correctly? Maybe I didn't say every single little, tiny, syllable. No, but basically I said 'em. Yeah. That's when things got worse.
Leading the Army of Darkness was an evil version of me. In the end though I let him have it. Not the book of course, but you knows what I meant. With the army defeated I was ready to return home back to my own time. The wise man conjured a potion and had me recite those three crazy words again. It worked for the most part.
Sure, I could've stayed in the past. Could've been king. But in my own way I was. That is until I was locked up in the loony bin for trashing S-mart while fighting some Deadites. Not my fault the authorities didn't take me serious. Oh well, At least I'm safe in here.
Dr. Brendan Stein walked back to his office. Upon entering, to his surprise, he saw a package on his desk. On top of the package was a note.
"Here is what you requested from retrieval team. File#A4329. Subject: Ashley "Ash" J. Williams." The doctor opened the package with great enthusiasm. Under all the stuffing he found an old recorder. He grabs it and sets on top of his desk and blows on it. Stuffing particles and dust and dirt fly off of it. He grabs the plug and plugs it into the nearest possible outlet. He continues to search in the package until his hands find a book. He pulls the book out of the box and again finds himself blowing off dust and foam pieces. He examines the book that is bound in flesh and inked in blood.
"So this is what's at the core of one man's homicidal and delusional tendencies." He looks through the book and sees the symbols that mean nothing to him and the gruesome diagrams of demons and body parts. Dr. Stein looks carefully at the phonograph.
He examines it and then looks at Ash's file. He looks at the book and then finally at the phonograph and without hesitation he turns it on.
"Hello, this is professor…" Dr. Stein fast forwards and stops… "Kanda"… and the words from the phonograph echo through out the great halls of the asylum. And now something evil has awakened within the walls.
Ash dreams those wonderful, horrid dreams.
Always the same. Always Linda. Always my evil self and of course my hand. That S.O.B.
Ash continues his dream and it continues in a strange new way that it has never gone before. Dr. Stein sits at his desk surrounded by the patients, no not the patients but Deadites…and he hears in his dream the words of the Necronomicon as recited by the professor in his tape.
Ash awakens to his horror the fact that the last part of his dream was not that. He hears the echoes down the hall from the passages and so the horror begins…The evil awakens in the asylum. All of the patients scream rabidly. The orderlies rush to restore order and one of them rushes to the young doctor's office.
"Doc! We got a situation. All the patients are going berserk!" The doctor turns off the phonograph and orders a code blue. When he and the orderly step outside of the office the screaming had ceased. "You feel allright Clarence? They all seem to be asleep." Dr. Stein looks at Clarence with a confused look on his face. But only one man was ranting and it was none other than Ash.
"You've damned us all! We're all going to die!" His screams more maniacal and threatening than ever.
"Sedate him. Take a few orderlies with you. He's a strong one." His orders clear and unflinching.
Clarence, Bruce, and Sam approach Ash's cell. They open the small hatch to try and locate him inside his room. "Ash? Come on buddy. We're not going here to hurt you." Clarence signals Sam to open the door and so he does very slowly when suddenly it slams into Sam's face. Breaking his nose and blood gushing, he falls to the ground in excruciating pain.
Ash with quickness rushes Clarence against the wall. Bruce bear hugs Ash and tries to restrain him. Ash continues to scream.
"You idiots! You've killed us all. God damn it!" It is the only noise heard through the asylum walls until… "Join us!" An all too familiar voice from the past is heard through the halls. But no one else can hear but Ash.
Clarence grabs and holds down Ash as Dr. Stein arrives with the sedative. Ash continues to fight until he's stuck with a needle.
"You've damned us alllll…" The effects of the sedative begin. "…Groovy…" and Ash falls to another slumber.
"Lock him up tight. And take Sam down to the infirmary."
The orderlies throw Ash into his room and readjust his jacket. They slam the door behind them and go to tend on their friend and fellow nurse.
Sam was always a good kid. Wanted to break into film but instead he became a nurse and now…
"Hey, is it just me or does Sam feel lighter than usual?"
"Join us!" A voice speaks where Sam is supposed to be. The two orderlies stop dead in their tracks and slowly look at each other. They both look at Sam and see no movement. They shrug it off and continue to move on.
"Join us!" Suddenly Sam lifts right into the air his face barely unrecognizable.
"We are the creatures that once were and will be again!" Bruce and Clarence look at each other and then at the free-floating Sam.
"I don't think Sam is feeling too well." Sam attacks the two orderlies beating them senseless and tearing into their flesh. Dr. Stein hears screams in the background and for a brief moment acknowledges it. Then just like Ash's ranting he disregards the approaching danger.
End. Chapter One.