Chapter V: The Book of the Dead
"Ash... Ash wake up!"
"Whaa... whats going on? Sheila?!" Ash shot up, looking around. He saw a forest surrounding him. He had seen these trees before. Only once. Three years ago in the 1300's. He felt a strange itchyness on his left arm, at the very end, and moving his fingers..... fingers.... he had a hand! A hand that wasn't trying to rip his head off!! This was too strange. Why was he haeled? And why was Sheila alive. A few seconds ago right before evrything went black, he saw her lying on the ground.
"Welcome back." She said smiling.
"Fine! Whats going on!? I'm sooo happy to see you, but, uh... Where are we?"
"Angus executed us."
"Ok." Ash said undersatnding. "Wait! What?! Dead? As of Not of the living? No! NO no no no no no! I have to finish this, not me!" He spazed, climbing to his feet. Ash clutched his head in frustration. Sheila hugged him, trying to calm him down.
"It's okay! We still have a chance. Angus would have left the cabin bye now. Arthur would have found our bodies. I tore a page out of the book while Angus set it down. It was the page that brings people back from Limbo. We can wait here. Together." Sheila said.
"Or we can fight those guys. I'd go hide if I were you!" Ash noticed his chainsaw and shotgun laying on the ground next to where he got up. He saw the advancing deadites, slowly lurching through the woods. The chainsaw came roaring to life as Ash stepped forward and over a tree root. He hit the first deadite square in the nech with the saw and Shot the one next to him with a shotgunblast.
Blood splattered from the thing's eye, and It bellowed in frustration. "The group of zombies surrounded Ash. He turned around in a circle staring at them all.
"Come to papa." He smirked. The first deadite that charged tried to block the chainsaw blow with his arm, but to no avail. It reared back andhit the other zombie behind him.
"Ready the pillar you dogs!" Angus yelled. He was ready for the ceremony, but the Skeleton guards and the Deadites were still readying the forest. The blood was to be mixed in the bowl that was embedded into the pillar. Then the book would be placed into the blood and the power surging through the book's demonic pages would create a pulse that would kill and rebirth all humans into deadites.
Arthur's lead archer watched from twenty feet away. He could see the Skeletons walking around, casting shadows through the sunlight and the trees. He stood up from his bunker and ran hunched over back to Roland, who was readying the arrow and sword supplies.