Finally the singing stopped. They looked down at Nina. She was gone.
"Were is she?"
"She's over here" a voice said from behind them.
There she was perfectly healthy, smiling at them with red eyes.
"Didn't you... How did you.....?" Rebecca studdered.
"Never mind that" Nina responded, waving her hand in front of her face. Just as she said that the train gave a sudden lurch and began moving. They all fell to the floor.
"I think I just ate my gun"
"Like you did with your knife?"
"Shut up Chambers"
It was true, lodged in Nina's mouth was her K- 57 soviet.
Nina got up and spat the black gun out of her mouth. It clattered on the floor of the train, but though it was nothing to interesting they all stared at it.
Why didn't it shoot?
What was it about it that made them look?
Was it loaded?
Is that a dent on the side?
Is it smuged?
All of these questions flouted through their heads. Finally, Rebecca spoke up,
"Well we'd better get going."
"Ya, I guess...." Nina put in as she bent over to pick up the gun, but as soon as she picked up the gun, a clear goo oozed out of the front.
She shot, but the goo clogged the gun so it couldn't shoot.
The goo oozed up her arm and began at her neck all she thought was,
if that stuff reaches my head then.. (So sorry to interrupt but it would give away the point of the story)
Slowly the goo creped up her neck and with one swift cut the goo fell to the floor and was decomposing on the floor of the train.
Nina was still holding her knife (now goo-covered-knife, in stores now for the mere price of 19.95$!) slowly slipped it into the front pocket of her pants.
"Chambers, get over here," Nina commanded nodding her head towards the train door.
Then just as Rebecca reached the door that Nina had nodded to Nina bent her head down and muttered,
" You weakling"
"Were is she?"
"She's over here" a voice said from behind them.
There she was perfectly healthy, smiling at them with red eyes.
"Didn't you... How did you.....?" Rebecca studdered.
"Never mind that" Nina responded, waving her hand in front of her face. Just as she said that the train gave a sudden lurch and began moving. They all fell to the floor.
"I think I just ate my gun"
"Like you did with your knife?"
"Shut up Chambers"
It was true, lodged in Nina's mouth was her K- 57 soviet.
Nina got up and spat the black gun out of her mouth. It clattered on the floor of the train, but though it was nothing to interesting they all stared at it.
Why didn't it shoot?
What was it about it that made them look?
Was it loaded?
Is that a dent on the side?
Is it smuged?
All of these questions flouted through their heads. Finally, Rebecca spoke up,
"Well we'd better get going."
"Ya, I guess...." Nina put in as she bent over to pick up the gun, but as soon as she picked up the gun, a clear goo oozed out of the front.
She shot, but the goo clogged the gun so it couldn't shoot.
The goo oozed up her arm and began at her neck all she thought was,
if that stuff reaches my head then.. (So sorry to interrupt but it would give away the point of the story)
Slowly the goo creped up her neck and with one swift cut the goo fell to the floor and was decomposing on the floor of the train.
Nina was still holding her knife (now goo-covered-knife, in stores now for the mere price of 19.95$!) slowly slipped it into the front pocket of her pants.
"Chambers, get over here," Nina commanded nodding her head towards the train door.
Then just as Rebecca reached the door that Nina had nodded to Nina bent her head down and muttered,
" You weakling"