Just a short bit I typed up while I was thinking of ideas. I liked it so I put it on here. It would be nice if you told me what you thought of it.
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The thin barricades were splintering right in front of him, cracking under the weight of those things outside. Their angry screams were keeping him from thinking clearly and the bright light that is filtering in through the cracks they are steadily creating is distracting. He holds a pistol; a few rounds left in the magazine and just stands there, unmoving in the small dark space, knowing inside that he has been found out. After all of that preparation, his plan has failed and now he cannot escape.
He slumps down against the wall behind him, falling to the ground slowly as they tore his protection apart piece by piece, revealing their disfigured faces. One on the left is missing part of his cheek, dried blood has encrusted around the wound. Another on the right has a part of her mouth missing and several teeth show. He raises the gun to aim at the man on the left. He is almost through so a round is sent through his head. The sound of the gunshot bounces off the walls of the small space and deafens him. A slight smile appears on the man's face until another takes the originals place. He fires again and watches the creature as it falls out of view. A fist punches through a part of the wood and a hand grabs at the air there. Another face appears as more of it is torn away.
The man lowers the gun, hearing the anguished cries of more of the creatures as they come for him, attracted by the gunshots. He takes the time to slowly raise the gun to his own head, watching the destruction of his safety. As more and more of the wood is torn away and more faces appear, he closes his eyes and tries to think about something else, about what could have been. His finger tightens on the trigger; he is synced with his surroundings like never before. The feeling of sweat on his brow, the sounds of scraping wood and screaming of those outside, the cool metal in his hands, it is all surreal to him. He focuses his mind on a picture of his wife, before what has all happened. Finally, at the sound of the final pieces of barricade being torn away and what sounds like a victorious cry from the creatures, he pulls the trigger.
And meets his wife in paradise.