A Game
They wake up in a cell. It's dark and damp. The smell of rust and blood in the air. The sound of footsteps- something approaches. Moira looks to Claire in fear. They freeze. Wait. The sound fades. Whatever it was had gone a different way.
"We should get out of here." Moira says.
"Good idea." Claire says. "How's that door looking?"
The door looks old, metallic, rusted.
"Can I knock It down with a kick?" Moira wonders.
"Give it a shot."
She does. The door won't budge. But a piece breaks of.
"We can use that to prie it off the hinges." Claire says.
"Good thinking,"
They try, together. The door gives way, breaks and fall to the ground with a loud bang that echoes trough the dungeon.
"Maybe that wasn't a good idea" Claire says.
A loud voice seems to manifest out of thin air. A woman laughing.
"You are welcome to try and escape this maze, like so many before you. Although your deaths is inevitable do try to make it entertaining."
"Who's talking to us?" Moira jumps, looks around at the walls.
"Who are you?" Claire wonders.
"I am the Overseer." Comes the reply.
The footsteps return, coming closer and closer. The two exchange looks.
"We have no weapons, we can't fight." Claire says. " We need to run."
They look around for a way out, but they are trapped. Behind them is a dead end. in front an approaching enemy. To their sides are cells. Theirs with a broken door and two others. Claire tries to get inside but the door is locked. Moira goes for the other. She pulls. The door shoots open. She gets inside. Claire rushes after her. Bumps into something she can't see.
"Ouch" Says somebody
A black clothed person with a black cape comes into view.
"Who are you?" Moira wonders.
"SHH" she points for them to get down.
They all drop flat on the ground in the far back of the cell. Something big walks down the hall. Inspects the cell that is broken out off. A flaming torch in its hand. It gives off the stench of rotting flesh, it's head drowns in the shadows of the tall ceiling. The creature looks around the other cells, then slowly leaves.
"Thanks for ruining my plan you two," The girl in black says.
"What plan?" Claire asks.
"I was trying to lock pick the door and sneak out of here but you two alerted whatever that was."
"Sorry. We didn't know anyone else was here." Claire says.
"Good luck getting out now." She says.
"You're not coming with us?" Moira is surprised.
"Not with that thing out there."
"It seems to be gone now." Claire says.
She opens the cell door steps out. Listens. It's quiet. Moira follows. The girl in black whose name is Lucy reluctantly follows along. They leave the holding area and climb up some stairs to a large hall way. There are more cells there but the area is much larger and misty. Chains and hooks hang from the ceiling. In the distance there is a flickering light. Lucy blends into the darkness, tries to sneak. Stumbles and hits a chain. It rattles. They stop. Listen. All seems quiet. They keep moving.
Suddenly a moan comes from one of the cells. A zombie is inside. It moans louder. Reaches out its arms and tries to walk towards them bangs against the bars.
"This is bad." Lucy whispers.
"We need to kill it." Claire says.
"How? No weapons"
"run" Lucy says.
They start to move away as fast as they can. Looking around. More zombies begin to stir in their cells. Moaning and banging against the bars. It almost sounds like a beat. Lucy looks around. Spots a desk against the wall. With a bag under it. Goes to search it. Find a couple of daggers. A gun- tosses it to Claire, a large axe falls clinging to the floor. Moira picks it up.
"You didn't think it would be that easy?" the familiar voice manifests once again.
"Crap." Moira curses.
All the cells suddenly open. The zombies inside are now free. A giant metal grate slides down and blocks the closest exit.
"Shit" Claire curses.
Moira grips the axe with both hands.
"Here goes nothing."
She rushes the nearest zombie. Severs it's arm.
"Moira wait!" Claire calls out but her friend can't hear her." We don't need to take out all of them, just clear a path to the other side."
She takes a shot at the zombie in front of her. The shot only causes it to stumble. Tries to blend into the shadows and sneak away.
"Hiding is pointless. They can smell your fear." The voice echoes.
Several zombies move towards Lucy. She grips her daggers and attacks. One falls down. The others still approach.
Moira swings her axe at the zombie, cuts off its head. Doesn't notice the others that are beginning to surround her. Claire shoots again. This time the zombie falls down. Lucy runs from the surrounding zombies, cuts the one in front. This goes on for a time. Claire is running low an ammo. Lucy has made it the farthest, nearly half way across the hall. Claire is trying to get to Moira, shooting the zombies that surround her. Many are dead but many are still approaching.
"You're taking too long. " The voice manifests "let's speed things up."
Giant pendulums with blades descend down and start swinging.
"Oh you've got to be shitting me." Moira snaps out of her rage.
"Wait!" We can use these" Lucy yells.
They run. Wait for the blades to be on one side and move on the other. The zombies are getting sliced. No intelligence only mad hunger. Each blade moves with a different pattern and speed to it. While the zombies have fallen behind, those that were in front of them got sliced, with only a few remaining. There is a gap with no blades In the middle of the room.
"I don't like this "Lucy says. " Let me check for traps."
She looks at the stones in the floor. Doesn't notice anything.
Moira gets stuck on a chain, pulls it to break free. The sound of something turning and moving can be heard. The ground parts revealing a pit full of spikes.
"This is bullshit!" Claire exclaims jumping back from the pit only to get cut by the blade.
"I'm gonna fall." Moira says hanging over the pit.
"Crap. Think." Lucy looks around. "Maybe another chain somewhere?"
She stars puling random chains. Darts shoot from the walls, Claire is hit in the leg. Moira who was about to swing herself to safety is knocked down into the pit. Lucy is injured.
"Hey guys!" Moira shouts from the bottom." There's no spikes here!"
"What?"
Moira stands among the spikes, they are going thought her but not harming her.
"An illusion?" Claire says uncertain.
"We need to get her out of there."
"How?"
"Maybe we can use one of the chains to…"
"No. No more pulling any chains." Claire says
"Guys?!" Moira shouts.
The walls of the pit begin closing in.
The two manage to pull Moira out and get across the remaining traps in the room.
"Impressive. " Says the voice, appearing out of every direction." That you managed to make it this far. But you will never escape. "
"We'll see about that!" Moira yells out.
The room they are in is connected to a few other rooms. One is some kind of storage chamber. Claire finds her missing bag of ammunition. Another bag full of round bottles with red liquid. A rapier left abandoned in the corner. Claire picks it up.
"This might be useful. I need to conserve my ammo."
Lucy looks around but finds nothing useful. Instead steps on a mouse trap.
"Shit. Damn dice really hate me tonight." She curses glaring at the number 1 on the dice.
"I have a spare set you can borrow." Moira offers.
Hands her the dice across the table.
Behind the screen Alex is smirking. If they only knew what awaited them around the corner.
