Mangled Memories: Nowhere To Run - Preview 2 "J-06"

I screamed as I fell from the sky in a flash of white, a loud ring echoed through my ears as I landed on something hard.

"Shit" I grunted as I felt my right leg, a sharp price of metal sticking through, oil leaking out of the wound.

"Not good," I thought as I tried to stop the bleeding, I slowly climbed to my feet with my hand over the wound before looking around the landscape, I was in a city, more exactly a destroyed and decaying city. The buildings were covered in vines and half decayed, the streets were lined with shrubbery and torn up roads scattered with rusted cars, an eerie silence lined the streets, It was also strangely hot, hotter than back in my world at least.

"Hello?" I called out, my voice echoing through the city. I took a deep breath before pulling my hoodie over my head and holding my hands close to my body.

"Hello? It there anyone here?" I called out again, nothing but silence. I limped down the middle of the street, moving in and out of abandoned cars before coming to a bus laying on its side, blocking the road.

I climbed on top of a white ute before climbing to the top of the bus, nothing but a long street with more abandoned buildings and cars lining the streets with what looked like an abandoned military checkpoint further down.

"What the hell happened here?" I thought as I sat down, dangling my legs trough the broken windows of the bus. I pulled my right leg up and felt the metal sticking out, if I didn't get this treated soon I would pass out. I held both my hands over the cold metal before hesitating. I slowly started pulling it out before screaming in pain.

"Fuck" I grunted as I let the metal go and tried to regain my breathing. I sighed before looking back over the street, my eyes widened when I finally saw someone. Walking down the street was a police officer, but something seemed off, mostly with the walking style, he seemed to be limping.

"OFFICER!" I called out. No response. I quickly but carefully climbed down off the bus and ran over to him, I was about a meter behind him when something made me hesitate. I brushed it off before talking to him.

"Officer?" I asked as I put my hand on his shoulder, he instantly turned around and I screamed as I did so, his face was bloodied and covered in huge blisters, he started gargling out mumbled mess as he lunged at me, his cold hands grabbing my hoodie before I kicked him back, making him stumble to the ground.

"What the fuck!" I screamed as I ran into the closest building, It was an abandoned convenient store. I pushed through a couple of vines before jumping over the counter. I leant my back against the counter and tried to control my breathing, I didn't want to hyperventilate. I held my hand to try and stop my shaking as dread overcome my body.

"What the fuck was that?!" I thought as my breathing returned to normal, he seemed to have some sort of disease. I peeked over the counter and looked around, I couldn't see the thing anymore, but either way I didn't want to leave. My ears perked up as I heard what sounded like a car engine, getting closer and closer by the second, I just hoped it was the military.

Before long, the car sounded like it came from right outside the store, I flinched as I heard a couple of gunshots echo before silence fell over the city again. Ding. I heard the front door open with a bell chime before one set of heavy footsteps echoed through the room.

I took a deep breath and peeked over the counter, I saw a figure in a brown, tattered trench coat, a white, tattered T-shirt and blue jeans with black gloves on their hands. The figure had a gas mask covering their face and a big, forest camo backpack on their back, a machete hanging from it. Not a single piece of skin was visible, just clothing. I was pretty sure they weren't law enforcement.

I was about to speak up but decided against it when I noticed the pistol holster on their leg, inside was a Glock 18. I watched as they grabbed a metal can off the shelf and looked over it, I slowly moved back behind the counter but froze as I knocked something on my way down, sending a soft clink through the room. I quickly looked at the floor before looking back up at the figure, it hadn't even been a second and the figure already had their gun drawn and pointed directly at me, they moved fast... inhumanly fast.

I yelped before quickly hiding behind the counter. I covered my mouth as dread overcome my body once more, the fact my vision was going blurry from blood loss wasn't helping. I slowly felt over the wound before looking at my hands, a splotch of oil staining my fur.

"Shit..." I groaned as I fell to the side, everything going black.

Emergency System Shutdown.

Scanning...

Minor Damage(s) Detected In: Right_Leg

Awaiting Repair...

-Perspective Change-

I stood still for a couple of seconds, my eyes fixed on the counter. All I knew was the figure had a grey hoodie and what seemed like a white face mask, everything was sort of blurry in this stupid gas mask. I just waited. Nothing.

"Hey!" I called out. Nothing. "If you come out with your hands up, I won't shoot" I yelled. once again, nothing but silence. I was starting to get frustrated with whoever this person was. I unclipped my gas mask and straightened my fur with my left hand before laying my eyes back on the counter.

"I'm coming over, I swear to god, if you attack me I'll release my entire clip into your skull" I called out as I clipped my gas mask onto the bag before walking over. With both hands on my gun, I peeked over the counter. What I saw was the opposite of what I expected, laying on the ground was what seemed to be an animatronic fox covered in small scars and scrapes. She has a grey hoodie and grey jeans, two fox ears on her head and a piece of metal sticking out of her leg, oil leaking onto the ground below. I knew exactly who it was, there was no mistaking it... but it was impossible, it couldn't have been. It was.

"W-Wait... me?" I said in shock as I slowly lowered my gun.

Mangled Memories: Nowhere To Run - Coming December 25th, 2016