The Nightmare Chronicles

Chapter 9: Friends, Meet The Pinky Demon!

Somewhere Along The Highway…

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock…

Joseph checked his watch and saw that they only had 1 hour and 59 minutes left to escape the nightmare that was their world…

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock…

Gilbert drove on and occasionally checked the gas gauge to see how much farther they could go…

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock…

Dale was cleaning the guns readying to shoot any minor mutations that try to hinder their progress…

Minor mutations were the least of their problems.

"Look! I think that's a police station!" Shouted Joseph.

"So what?" Replied Dale lazily.

"Police Station means armory, armory means weapons. Got it?" Replied Gilbert.

"Fine, whatever. I'm hungry anyway. Let's go see if there are any vending machines"

The Police Station (Parking Lot)…

"Grrrrr…"

"What was that?"Asked Gilbert, who was both scared and cautious.

"Probably just the wind." Replied Dale

"Whatever it is, It's going down!" Said Joseph, reloading his Steyr M1912, M32 MGL Grenade Launcher and his trusty M4A1 SOPMOD, while Dale was readying his Colt M1911 and his M1 Thompson SMG.

Gilbert, however decided to stick with his trusty double-barrel shotgun and his 2 modified 12 bullet full-auto revolvers.

The Police Station (Inside)…

When they entered, a horrible sight greeted them; the walls were bloodstained, the floor had blood trails leading to a locked door, various dead people lay aside on the floor, on the walls and the majority of the bodies were missing various limbs.

"What happened here?" Asked Gilbert.

"I dunno, but it sure is one helluva mess!" Replied Dale.

"Shhhhh! I think I hear something" Whispered Joseph.

"Help me… Please, help! I don't wanna be one of them"

"Someone's trying to communicate with us through the intercom!" Said Dale

"You nailed it, Sherlock" Said Gilbert.

"More like Captain Obvious." Replied Joseph.

"Hello! Can you hear us" Joseph said into the intercom.

"Are you one of them?" He Replied.

"No, we're not. Tell us your name." Replied Dale

"Me? My name's Frank."

"Nice to meet you. Where are you?" Said Gilbert

"I'm in the armory wing, second floor. I've barricaded myself in Armory #2 with a way in for people smart enough to find it, but the mutations can't find it."

*Slurp* *Gulp* *Glob*

Slowly, one of the bodies rose up and started sprouting sharp blades from it's back.

"Oh no. This isn't good." Said Dale.

"Shoot it!" Shouted Gilbert.

They opened fire at it's head to no avail and the monster seemed to be readying for an attack just when the voice from the intercom shouted: "Cut off it's limbs!"

"Hm. Just like Dead Space. Dismemberment is the key." Whispered Joseph to himself.

Joseph was the only one willing to take the risk of using up ammo and dismembering the skinny-legged mutation so what he did was; 2 shots to each leg and 2 shots to each arm.

It worked. The Creature didn't show any signs of movement, nor did it show any more signs of life or humanity.

"1 Hour 43 Minutes remaining, guys!" Said Joseph.

"Let's split up and search for useful items in here." Said Dale.

"Alright. So here's the plan: I'll go look for survivors, Dale; you look for food and Gilbert, you know what's left to do." Said Joseph.

"Weapons!" Said Gilbert excitedly.

"Alright then, let's get going."

(For the best experience, listen to: Linkin Park- The Catalyst)

Dale's Perspective:

"Blood. Nothing but blood."

"Why can't there be just a moment of peace without blood in a world like this!"

As I walked down the corridors, a strange sight greeted me. A dead guy with a can of spray paint held in his hand had sprayed a message in red paint: "You shall pay for your sins. The End is near!"

"What the-"

One, Two, Twenty of them, from all sides, those creatures with sharp blades protruding out of their backs, came lunging at me.

I gave 2 shots for each undead limb.

Just when I thought I was done, the bodies began moving slowly, shaking in a weird manner.

They started to develop tails and claws, then one fired a blade at me.

"Ahhh. Man, it hurts!"

I started to kick each one's head off.

One by one, their numbers decreased, until there was only one left.

It was literally above me.

It started to excrete red globs of unknown material, spreading over the walls and slowing down movement.

"Uh-oh. I've seen this in [PROTOTYPE]! This place is becoming a hive!"

"I gotta contact Joseph and Gilbert"

-END PERSPECTIVE #1-

(To Feel The Environment Better, Please Listen to: Linkin Park- A Place For My Head)

Gilbert's Perspective:

"Dum, Dum, Dummmmm! Looking for guns, looking for weapons, coz here at Gilbert's, we've got it all for you!"

As I was walking, I couldn't help but sing to myself merrily as I walked down the empty hallway that was unusually clean.

I Passed the door of the confiscated weapons room when I felt the sudden urge to touch the glass.

As I touched it, the glass was getting foggier… I could've sworn the lights were flickering on and off… Then, I felt something that seemed to freeze my nerves and right after that moment, a bloody hand smashed the cracked glass open.

It lunged at me and tried to bite my head off, but right before it could succeed, someone shot it for me.

I saw a police officer in a bloodstained uniform with his gun aimed at the now dead creature.

"Are you okay-" Just as he was going to finish that sentence, something really fast snatched the police officer and ran away, leaving behind two dismembered legs and a semiautomatic pistol.

Joseph's Perspective:

I was slowly creeping towards where Frank was by going through his makeshift tunnel entrance when I heard a noise.

It was a horrible sound; I heard people screaming, a monster roaring then I heard a high-pitched, ear-splitting scream that reminded me of something, or rather someone… The Shadow Lady was here.

"Oh no, I've got to warn Frank while there's still time!"

I raced through the tunnel, sustaining scratches and wounds all over, but I didn't care.

I had to save this survivor's life.

He had to live.

But when I got out of the tunnel it was already too late.

The Shadow Lady had found him.

As I crouched at the tunnel exit, I saw The Shadow Lady violently stabbing Frank and feeding it to her pet, a mutated dog she just called the "Pinky Demon"

"Ah, there, there now, Pinky, you'll have a live meal soon enough." Said The Shadow Lady in her newly acquired, deep voice.

As she turned away, I knew what I had to do. I readied my Grenade Launcher, jumped out of the hole and emptied an entire clip consisting of 8 High Explosive (HE) Grenades at The Shadow Lady when something out of the ordinary happened.

They hit something before her. A blue light was emanating from her sleeve.

A shield.

Great. Just great.

Just then, before I thought I was gonna be blasted to bits, she formed a crooked smile and told Pinky "There is your live meal, Pinky. Enjoy".

Oh no.

This was going to be a long one.

To Be Continued…