Choices

Attack Creature: ✖️

Don't Attack: ✔️

I stood still in fear, too frightened to move a muscle. It's large snout was in my face, it's teeth dripping with saliva. It started to back away from me, and went off to the side. I slowly walked forward into the chapel, glancing at the creature to see it had lied down. I saw the light of a lantern shining from a small room connected to the chapel. The room looked shady enough, and I tried to enter, but it was locked.

There was a hole in the wall, and I could see a gun on a makeshift shelf, held up by a cinder block. I moved it out of the way, and the weapon slid down to the hole. It was a large revolver, and it was fully loaded. This one was strange, as it had eight chambers for bullets, instead of the traditional six. This guy is very nostalgic. There was an olive green coat hanging next to the hole, and I put it on.

As I was entering the center of the chapel, I saw the maniac's chill area. A chair with a coffee table, bottles of alcohol. That just gave me an idea. I took off the bandage I had on my fingers, and took a bottle of vodka. I poured it onto the bandage, and then wrapped it back up. Chloe told me that her stepdad told her that using alcohol and a gauze bandage will stop the bleeding. There was a small stool next to the chair, and it had a cigar box on it.

"Ah, so this must be the stogie stash." I said to myself, as I remembered there being a burnt cigar on a barrel in the tunnel Kate and I took a shortcut through. Where she saw that weird creature. Was she dragged by that thing, that thing that almost killed me? Or was it something different? There was a large box nearby, and curiosity got the best of me and I opened it. Dead deer remnants, severed elk legs, etcetera. I picked up a severely chewed leg. "This oughta keep Super Croc fat and happy."

The animal kept staring at my fingers, or what used to be. It whimpered, like a dog. Was it sad? Do creatures commit acts like this and then feel sympathetic? I tossed the leg towards him, but it didn't seem interested, as if it lost its appetite.

"What's wrong, boy?" Soon afterwards it started growling, staring past me. I heard something crawl on the wall far behind me, and I drew the revolver. I turned, and nothing was there. A loud shriek was heard, and it wasn't far. "You wanna stay here?" I asked the thing, and, without hesitation, lay down on the floor.

As I was leaving, I turned and saw him again, still looking at me with those lizard eyes. I waved goodbye to him, and he roared in response. I got to a door that should lead to a way out. There was a lock on it, and I shot it off with the revolver. That's one bullet. It led to long hallways, which made wanna cry. I kept the gun drawn and ran down the hallway like I just knocked on a hotel room door. I came across another door with a lock, and I shot that one too. Now that's two bullets. One of the Sparks fell on a liquid, and it caught fire. Barrels full of flammable substance were lit on fire from the one spark. Butterfly Effect shit right there.

"OH HELL NO!" I yelled as I was turning away, but the explosion caught me as I launched forward, unconscious. The last thing I heard before blacking out was the sound of a four legged creature coming to my aid.

I know this was short, but it's a way to kick off this new schedule. This wraps up this story arc of season five. Now I want you guys to help me come up with a title for the crossover I mentioned. This is really important, and if you guys appreciate what I do for this story, then you guys would help. So send me your title suggestions. I will announce the winner in a few days. So give me your suggestions for the title, tell me what you thought of this chapter, and ask me what you'd like to see in future chapters/stories. As I writer, I am open to all requests. Stay awesome! See you all next weekend!