Blake opened his eyes. He was in a school. He knew exactly what school it was. He walked forwards, and a locker opened. Inside, there was a medal that read: To Jessica. 1st Place. There were also pictures of children, two girls and a boy. He kept on walking, and turned right. He saw a tall figure walking away from him. He followed. The man went through double doors. Blake approached the doors, but they slammed shut, and pushed him back. He spun round, and saw a girl with blonde hair, humming. A wave of blood swept over him, and he heard a girl's voice. "You're not alone here."
Blake woke up. He was lying on the floor, and the helicopter door was on top of him. He pushed it off and stood up. He could see the helicopter. It was in flames! Thankfully, his camera had landed right next to him. He picked it up.
"Fuck. Lynn. Lynn!"
He was on the edge of a cliff, and started to make his way down. He approached the helicopter and recorded it.
"Jesus. Is...? No, there's no bodies. She's not in here. Lynn! Lynn!"
He saw a light and ran towards it. But as soon as he got near it, he repulsed. Tom the pilot was hanging from a log, his guts and innards showing. He had been skinned alive.
"Oh, fuck me. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! That did not happen in the crash. Fuck this!" he exclaimed. "Lynn." he said, and ran down a narrow path in between two mountains.
He slid down, and saw a building next to a windmill.
"A town, oh thank God. I thought we were miles from anything." he said, confused as to why this town was in the middle of nowhere, but grateful that he could seek help easily.
Blake knocked on the first door.
"Hello? I'm lost. And hurt!"
No one answered. Blake tried the door, but it was locked.
He walked past the windmill and into the town. He went inside the first house, where he saw a man sitting down on a table.
"Hey. Hey man! Oh... shit, you're... this just happened." Blake realised that he was dead, and it looked as if it had just happened. He exited the house and continued walking, where he saw a man looking at him. As soon as Blake looked at him, he started to walk backwards.
"Liar and father of lies. Liar and father of lies." he said.
"Who's...?"
Blake was now scared. This town did not seem right at all. There was a dead cow that stunk. He saw another man carrying a large machete, and he ran away as soon as Blake started towards him. Blake continued to follow him, but he had disappeared. Blake opened a window, and a crow flew out, making him jump.
"Shit..." He walked in, unlocked a door then went through. There was a fence with a hole in it, so he crouched through that. He heard a scream, and started to run down a dark path. He turned on his night vision on his camera to guide him. He saw a building that had stairs leading down. There were words written on top of the entrance.
"Satanas inimica Dei. Satan something God." Blake read. He walked down the stairs, where there was a bloody cradle, and cracked dolls. He turned right and saw something extremely messed up. There were dead children, about twenty, laying on the floor. There was a hole in the roof that was shaped like a cross, so the moonlight shining in made a cross shape where the dead children lay.
"God..." said Blake, disturbed.
The only way across was to walk across the bodies, so Blake, eyes closed, trod over the bodies. They made a sickening crunching noise that made him cringe. He walked up more stairs and found some swings and a rocking horse. He saw a fence that had a small space underneath it, where he crawled through. It was eerily silent. He walked forwards and saw a broken down shack. Then he heard a voice.
"In the book of life of the lamb slain."
It was the most horrifying voice he had ever heard. It was a woman's, though it was so deep and croaky.
"The legion fettered every man chained."
Blake walked forwards when he heard a scream. He saw a lady carrying a massive pickaxe run towards him. She was about seven feet tall! He ran back around the shack, and she followed. He then ran in the direction that she had come from. There was a locked gate that led into a barn, but there was a crawl space underneath it. He quickly crawled through, and gasped frantically.
He saw a broken ladder, so he stood on a small trolley to climb up instead. Then he heard that woman's voice again.
"Do you hate him, God? Do you hate him?"
He crawled forward on the roof of the barn. Then, a piece of wood split, and he fell down. His glasses had fell off, and when he put them back on and stood up, he saw the woman looking at him through barbed wire. She had black hair and the most pale face he had ever seen.
"God, do you want him?" she said.
"Oh, Jesus. Who's...?" he said, startled
"Then you'll have him." she said, walking backwards.
"God wants me dead? Okay." he said, confused.
He got out of the barn and went into a house through a window. He was about to leave through the door, but then stopped. He used his microphone to see if there was anyone outside. He could hear some rustling. He waited for a minute, before leaving. He saw a man rocking on his chair, singing.
"Come from the loathsome way of sin, hide you in Ezekiel's blood."
Blake didn't know where he was going, but just ran. He heard a man shout.
"There's the outsider!"
Blake didn't look back, but kept running. Then he saw a blinding white light, and people running towards him. The light made a noise like a horn. The people stopped, and acted as if he was not there.
"Oh, no daddy. Daddy, help. Fire... the lamp spilled, daddy. Please! Daddy, oh God."
"The fuck was that?" said Blake.
He ran past them, and then saw a large church. He also heard a man speaking through a megaphone.
"Do you hate us, God? Do you hate this world? And, do you know what God says?"
Blake found a hole in a fence that was surrounding the church and crouched through it.
"We stand in oppositon to the Antichrist!" the man shouted.
"He must be crazy." Blake thought.
The man kept rambling on, then Blake heard him say.
"And now God has sent us this woman!"
"Lynn!" said Blake.
He had Lynn. Blake tried the main doors where he could hear people, but it was locked. He went down into the cellar, and found people imprisoned in cages.
"Take the gag off." said the man.
Then he heard Lynn's voice. "Please! Listen to me! We crashed, we-"
Blake found a key and took it. He crawled through a space in between some cages, when someone with a bloody face reached out and grabbed him.
"Help me! You gotta help me!"
Blake shrugged him off and unlocked a door. He saw a portrait of a fat man, with a halo on his head. As he climbed a ladder and opened a trapdoor, he saw the same painting. He wondered if this was the same man who was speaking through the megaphones. He looked like a priest of some sort, maybe the leader of the town.
"She is ripe with the antichrist! The enemy waits in her womb!"
"What the fuck is he talking about?" Blake thought.
"Whore to satan! Whore to harlots and other horrors of the Earth!"
"Shit..." said Blake, running up some stairs and unlocking a door.
"Get your fucking hands off me!" he heard Lynn shout. There was a thud, and a grunt. Blake found an open window from where he saw Lynn jump out off.
"Lynn!" Blake said, jumping out of a window.
"Oh God, Blake." she said, as he approached her.
"Are you okay?"
"No."
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed.
"I don't know. Oh shit, we have to run." she said, as a man looked out of a window and walked away.
They slid down some rocks, and took each other's hands.
"Lynn, where are we going?" he asked.
"Away from here. Anyway from here."
They broke into a run, then Lynn stopped.
"Ah! Oh God- my stomach. It hurts! Something's wrong. Fuck... I have to stop... I just... I need..."
They stopped next to a tree.
"Jesus Christ, Lynn. What's happening here?" asked Blake incredulously.
"I thought you were dead. When you fell, I thought we were all dead."
"It's OK, I'm here. We're gonna get out of here, OK. What did they do to you?" he asked.
"Please, Blake, don't ask me." then the priest started speaking out of the microphone again. "They're coming. They're coming!" said Lynn hysterically.
They kept on walking, then Blake heard the priest again. "She has a child in her belly!" he shouted.
"What?" said Blake.
"I don't know. He's insane. They're all fucking insane."
"Lynn, are you pregnant? What the fuck is going on."
"I... I can't. Not now. Please, Blake, let's just get out of here." said Lynn in an exasperated voice.
"OK... yeah." Blake said. The questions could wait.
They kept on walking until they saw flashlights.
"Stay back!" Lynn shouted.
"We'll be gentle." said one of the men.
"I swear to fucking Christ, the first person who touches me loses their eyes!" said Lynn savagely.
"God wants the child. God wants the child. God wants the child!" they chorused, then one of them punched Blake and pinned him to the ground, while another two had Lynn in a headlock.
"Lynn! Fuck! Get off me! Get off me!"
"Blake!" Lynn screamed.
"Heretics!" said one of the men, sounding scared.
The man had let go of Blake, so he made to stand up, but was pinned down by some weird blueish creature with branches sticking out of their heads. Then a person, woman or man, he didn't know, went towards the man who had Lynn pinned down and gouged out his eyes.
"I watched my father fuck your God to death." she said.
She bent over Lynn.
"Blake!" she yelled.
"You leave her alone! Leave her alone!" Blake shouted.
The person then licked Lynn.
"Hush." she said, then she put pressure on her neck, making her pass out. "Take her home. I want to share my love with the father."
She walked towards Blake.
"Motherfucker!" Blake said.
"God doesn't love you. Not like I do." she said, then she licked Blake twice. "Yes my love?" she said, speaking to the creatures. "Ah, we have mother." she stroked Blake's face. "I think I'll see you again." then she stood up and walked away. Blake made to stand up, but one of the creatures punched him in the face. Blake picked up his camera. Lynn was gone, and the two men were dead.
"Oh, shit, Lynn! Oh God... Lynn!"
