Chapter X:

Second Safe Room

When the car finally collided with the tree, the engine cut off. Dick emerged out of the car, carrying Jane in his arms then proceeded to place her on the ground for a moment to search the car for any possible flashlights. To his advantage, there was a small emergency flashlight in the glove compartment that was neatly tucked in the back. Dick navigated the way by flashing the light towards the trailer park.

The trailer park was abandoned with piles of trash blocking many of the paths on the trail. The smell of feces and maggots in the nearby trash cans were corroding their noses. Dick scurried around for a bit as he was carrying Jane, asking which trailer was her's.

"It's the next trailer over." Jane said as she was being carried by Dick in the darkness.

When the two approached the entrance door to Jane's old home, Jane felt a chill go up her spine. The trailer felt different to her...as if someone was inside waiting for them.

Dick took a deep breath then shined the light in Jane's face to ask her, "Are you ready to go in?"

"Wait!" Jane intruded. "I think there's somethin' in there."

"Like what?"

"I don't know...I-It could be anything...It could be one of those freaks, o-or maybe...someone else..."

"Don't worry. It'll be okay." Dick said as a way to comfort Jane. "I'll tell ya what, you stay out here and be look out with your assault carbine and I'll go in to check things out, sound good?"

Jane wiped a nervous tear then nodded to inform Dick that she agreed.

Dick placed Jane on the ground next to an old, dry-rotted picnic table and gave her the flashlight. Dick told her to shine the light on the door so he could see how to open it. She shined the light like Dick told her to, but the door would not budge. Dick push his weight on the door to help with opening it, but it was no use. Dick became irritated and began to push harder on the door. He would kick and punch inside, and yet the door would still not open. By this point, Dick is infuriated.

"Fine," said Dick. "if this door won't cooperate with me, then I guess I'll have to smash a window open."

Dick searched blindly on the ground for a few rocks to break the glass with. Only a short amount of time passed by before Dick was able to grab a hold of a rock. With a large amount of throwing force, Dick shattered the glass with the rock, causing a loud, bold sound wave to spread throughout the entire silent and dark trailer park. The noise was the least of Dick's worries at the time being. Even if the bumbling noises would cause some nearby creatures and mutants to follow the sound to the origin of its location.

Dick crawled through the snug, broken window with ease. A few scrapes were added on Dick's body credited to whatever dangling pieces of jagged glass were left on the window frame. He stumbled to the floor quickly as his legs were still being pushed through the window. When Dick finally got his entire body through the window, he stood up and regained balance with his feet.

The room was dark and humid. The smell in the room was quite disgusting, but what made it worse was that Dick did not know where it was coming from. A small table lamp was placed right in front of Dick on a fold up table. Dick turned on the bright lamp to help aid him in viewing the room. The lamp light was very bright. It shined well and Dick could determine objects in the room very clearly. The walls were coated in clumps of sludge and mud. The furniture was dusty and worn out with springs and cushions in plain sight like a sore thumb. What made the room much more interesting than it seemed was that there was another typewriter lying on the fold up table next to the bright shining lamp. It was another safe room. Dick felt a little better knowing this and was something he needed to tell Jane so she could rest here while Dick went to look for her father.

Dick walked over to the door to open it. To his luck, the door was only locked from the outside so the door opened conveniently.

He stuck his head outside to look around for Jane. She was still lying beside the picnic table, being look out with her assault carbine tightly gripped in her bloody hands.

"Jane! Come inside. It's much safer in here." Dick said with a preppy attitude.

Jane did not pay attention to him. She stared silently, breathing which seemed to be the loudest sound she was making.

Dick looked at Jane confused. "Jane? Jane, what's the matter?"

She took a moment to swallow then pointed out towards the darkness with her breath becoming deeper and heavier.

"Something's out there!" Jane said with a fearful voice. "Something's out there, Dick. And it's coming here. I know it, I know it just gonna come here and kill us and-"

Before Jane could out another word, Dick dragged her into the safe room. When Dick got her inside, he laid her on one of the deteriorated couches to rest then locked the door. He became curious as to what Jane was talking about so he decided to look outside the window to see what she was talking about.

He looked outside, watching for what almost felt like an hour until he was able to catch a glimpse of what Jane was speaking of. It truly was something. Something was coming to that trailer whether Dick was prepared or not. Dick started to worry and hid underneath the fold up table as the being was approaching closer to the trailer. Before any time could placed into action, something was banging on the door.