Ash groaned at the sickly feeling of being ripped from sleep and getting dropped back into reality.
What.. just happened..? I was with the others only a few seconds ago, then.. then…
He immediately stopped recalling the events which led up to the present moment as a rupture of pain shot through his head, as if his train of thought had just slammed into brick wall. Cursing viciously under his breath, Ash raised his hand to rub his temple. Or at least tried to. As he attempted to move his arm, it was met with a sturdy, cold resistant force keeping his wrist pinned to whatever he was lying on. 'Wha- What the hell?' Ash's eyes shot open, something he regretted immediately as he was met with his surroundings. Blood. Walls, ceiling, floor, dripping out of overflowing buckets, staining rotten corpses piled high right next to the surface he was laying on, hell, it was everywhere! Ash instantly panicked and started rattling on his apparent bonds in a desperate attempt to move. 'Help! Someone! Anyone! Please!' Ash screamed. The juxtaposition of the blurry pane of sleep to the stench of decay and the grizzly sight of mutilation spread around the room like a slaughterhouse hit Ash like a sledgehammer.
'So, you're awake.' A voice muttered, seemingly amused from beside Ash.
Ash's heart stopped beating in his chest for a moment. Slowly, he craned his neck to see a familiar figure leaned against the wall between a stack of mauled corpses and a group of blood filled buckets piled almost as high as the figure. The figure drew its gaze from the floor and locked in on Ash's features, smirking an unnaturally wide grin. Ash's pupils shrunk to pinpricks, his face paled. 'A-Allen?'
'Aw man, you have no fuckin' clue how much people would pay to see the look you just gave me, that shit was priceless, man, fuckin' priceless!' Allen snickered and shook his head as if trying to shake off the humour he was experiencing.
Ash stared. 'What are you talking about? Is this supposed to be some sort of messed up prank?!'
This only caused Allen to laugh even more. 'Ash, hermano.' Allen breathed while still cracking up to such a level it was starting to become creepy. 'You- you really crack me up sometimes you know that?'
'All-' Ash started, but his tone immediately silenced Allen's splitting sides.
Allen shoved himself off the wall and kicked the pile of blood buckets he was standing next to to the ground, their contents spilling out and flowing like a crimson sea around the concrete floor, before coming right up to the elevated surface Ash was laying on and slamming on it with his fist. The entire thing rattled as if it was struck with a battering ram. 'Christ sake Ash! I fuckin' give you my goddamn hospitality and this is the kinda shit you're going to give me in return? Is that what you fuckin' think?' Allen leaned over Ash and started screaming in his face.
'Hey, whoa, calm down! I didn't-'
'Look, it's all right.' Allen drew away from Ash and strode out of his peripheral vision. Ash strained his neck to see where he went but couldn't move very much at all. 'I'm going to chill, hermano, it's all cool now.' Allen returned to Ash's side, holding something distinctively large, mechanical and throughly blood stained in his hands.
Ash recognised it instantly. A chainsaw. 'Allen! What the hell are you doing!?' This was escalating all too quickly for him.
'Shut the fuck up and let me focus will ya? I haven't used one that's been modified so many fuckin' times you know what I'm saying?' Allen examined and fiddled around with the device before locating a rusty startup cord. 'There's the slimly motherfucker.' Allen said under his breath before ripping at the cord. The chainsaw roared to life. Razor sharp carbide teeth whirred around a rusted up guide bar.
'Allen! Wait! No! Come on, man! I'll do anything! Just stop! Think about this!' Ash violently started throwing himself about in his bonds. That's when it hit him. He was on an operating table.
'It'll all be over fairly quickly, hermano.' Allen called over the screech of the chainsaw. 'Just try not to squirm like a little bitch and it won't hurt too bad, all right?'
Ash would've supposed he'd been screaming like hell for Allen to stop, praying for his life or accepting the end. But no, the only thought flowing through his mind was..
How did I end up here..?