The Hog, Part One

Herman

The way that the Entity had been expanding puzzled even the killers. The Scarecrow had likened the behavior to a moody teenager that was not near to satisfied with their creation. With the rapid expansion, Herman almost hoped that the Entity would get careless, and perhaps it would allow for an escape.

The introduction of the Clone had only strengthened the appearance of the Entity acting erratically. When the Clone had first appeared, its door was left open at first. The visions that Herman had received depicted the Clone as a incisious looking man in a black suit. But the only thing that was in the Clone's room was a computer monitor with green figures raining from the top to the bottom. This meant that this killer was similar to the Nightmare where the killer can't be interacted with in a physical way.

To make things just a little more erratic, another survivor was added. A woman in a snow coat, Asian, and rather cute in the nerdy sense. On top of that, another killer was introduced. Another door appeared in the hallway, this one was labeled 'The Hog.'

Another thing that Herman had noticed was the split among the killers. Sally, Amanda, Anna, sometimes Phillip, Crane and Herman in one camp. The other camp, was the Bushman, the Cannibal, the Trapper, the Hillbilly, the Hag, and the Clown in the other. The other camp could always be seen congregating in the Bushman's room, with an awful smell coming from the door. It was from this that the Hag could be seen out of her room for any amount of time.

Violence was not too much of a concern for the first camp, since as seen with Amanda, violence between the killers leads to 'house arrest'. When it was discovered that Anna was abused by the Bushman, it was speculated that the Bushman was under 'house arrest' for a while after each incident. Despite that fact that violence was unlikely, it still concerned Herman that the Bushman's camp was larger than his. He hoped that 'the Hog' would be joining his camp, whoever he was.

Anna's English had been improving, but she was still very mute most of the time. The formation of the Bushman's camp had encouraged the first camp to congregate more often, so when Sally suggested that the group meet in her room, the rest of the camp agreed. Friends were not a bad thing to have, and Herman had to admit that he felt a sort of love for his 'co-workers.' He was playing chess with Crane while Amanda watched. Phillip was not in the room, or at least he was not visible at the moment. Sally was currently channeling her inner mother by playing with Anna. The two appeared to be having a lovely time.

"There's that smell again." Said Amanda, watching the chess game keenly.

"Human meat appears to be quite the joy here." Crane said as he moved one of his knights. "Check."

"I can't say such a thing would surprise me." Said Herman as he moved one of his pawns. "What do you think of the new survivor? The one in the snow coat?"

Amanda kept quiet for a moment. "She's tougher than she looks."

Crane moved one of his bishops. "She fears the reaper. That's what she more or less said the last time I had a mori." Crane remembered it well. The mori allowed the killer to act freely for a little while, and Crane used his freedom to gas his victim and observe. The woman in the snowcoat kept muttering about 'The Reaper'. Crane was surprised that this 'Reaper' wasn't among the killers here.

Sally was paying no attention to the chess game, rather she was having a tea party with Anna. In the corner of her eye, she saw a little movement in the air. Sally knew that Philip was here. She dared not look that way, since she knew that the Wraith did not like being looked at unless he allowed it. The fact that he was even here showed that he was also nervous about the other camp of killers gathering together. Sally couldn't blame him. She was concerned as well.

"Anna dear, would you like some sugar?" Sally asked as she slowly poured some tea in her cup.

"Yes." Said Anna.

"Very good." Said Sally, putting a clump of sugar in Anna's cup. Sally was about to put a clump of sugar in her cup when a spare cup started to float. Philip was appearing, with the tea cup in his hand. He said nothing, but Sally poured him some tea.

Ace

One nice thing about the rapid expansion of the Entity's game was the fact that there was more time between trials for the survivors. Since the traditional trial involved four survivors, it took longer for a given survivor to have a turn at a trial.

One bad thing was the new killers. It took a long time for the survivors to find a strategy to reliably beat the new killers. To make things worse, the new survivor, Mei, swore up and down that one of the people she knew in her life would follow her here. She just did not know which one. She spoke of a man called 'The Reaper' who could turn to smoke, there was 'Roadhog' who terrorized her with a hook and a homemade shotgun. There was 'Junkrat' who was the oddest one of all things. Apparently Mei was from the future and she was part of some sort of counter terrorism unit. At this point there's nothing that could surprise Ace.

Ace was up for another trial. So after some quality time with Laurie, Ace found himself in the campfire again. Several trials had passed since Mei showed up, so the survivors were pretty confident that Mei came alone.

Ace looked to his left. Mei, Tapp, and Jim stood at the ready. One close of the eyes later, Ace found himself in Australia once again. Being here again reminded him of the Bushman. Ace could see that at the moment he was alone, and to his left was a generator in an area secluded by dry bushes. He wasted no time. He crept to the generator, and he had just started his work when Tapp and Mei joined him. Nobody said anything, since nobody had a thing to say. It was a good tactic to speak only when needed. Nobody saw the killer, and this was proven by the fact that nobody had told Ace about it. All at once, the three survivors had a change in facial expression. All of them heard and felt the faint heartbeat. It was very tempting for Ace to peek his head out of the brush to see the killer, and he did. He did not count on the other two survivors doing the same thing. Ace felt a strong pang of dread when he saw that there was yet another new killer.

This one was a large one, with a body type similar to The Clown. He had a large tattoo on his bare belly, and he had a odd looking gasmask over his face. In one of his hulking hands, a spiked hook. Most worrisome, was the fact that this thing was looking right towards the three survivors. There was a strong pang of fear felt in the three survivors, but worst so for Mei. She turned her head to her fellow survivors, and her eyes were wide.

"Roadhog-" She muttered, before the hook was suddenly imbedded into her shoulder. She could barely let out a yelp before she was yanked towards the man with the gasmask. Ace felt lucky that he did not experience such a fate. Ace watched as Mei was given a heavy blow to her head by the Hog, then Mei was promptly put on one of the Entity's hooks.

Ace looked to his side to see that Tapp had already left the area, and Ace could determine that it was probably not a good idea to stick around. However, the only way to leave this area was to breach from his cover, and it would leave him in danger of the Hog's hook. Ace ended up sprinting to a nearby tree, and while he was out of cover, he could see that the Hog was looking right at him. Unknown to Ace, at the time Tapp was already working on a generator and Jim was already getting in position to save Mei. It's probably for the best that two law enforcement people were here for this trial.

Ace could hear the thing laughing as well, it kinda reminded him of Santa. Ace darted tree to tree, seeing that the Hog was following him. Ace was okay with being chased, as it gave the other three survivors time to fix generators and such. Ace sprinted to a broken down car for cover, but all at once he was brought to his back with a shooting pain in his leg. It was shortly after that he was yanked to the monster. It was more terrifying up close.

Amanda

The Hog was another one of the silent fellows. It was barely noticeable that he was even among the killers. Amanda was in her room with Herman and Crane. Herman had been brooding for a while, as if he was on the edge of discovering something quite grand. Crane seemed to have had the same feeling. Philosophy was a common hobby among the killers, and the survivors for that matter. It was a great hobby to have, to try and figure out the strange place that they have found themselves in. The three sat, casually talking for a while.

"I've seen the Hog." Said Herman. "He seems like he would be liked by the Bushman. What's weird is the fact that he doesn't seem that bothered by being here."

"He could be mentally defective." Crane muttered, not looking up from his notebook. "He wouldn't be the only one."

Amanda was tinkering on the other end of the room. She had received another one of John's blueprints from the Entity, and now she was trying to build the design. It was some sort of glove that could cut fingers off remotely. The design was to be used in a game, but for some reason John had never gotten around to building it. The design was a bit clunky, so Amanda resolved to improve the design after she built the first one. "I've never seen him leave his room." She said.

Herman was spending his time looking through some of the older blueprints. They interested him, but none of them were really practical to Herman. He had to admit that John was indeed a genus. "A chamber filled with crows to pick at the victim…" Herman muttered, looking over the blueprint.

Crane looked up from his notebook. His eyes went a bit wider. "Crows…" He said, standing up. "Raven." With nothing else, he left the room for his own.

Amanda and Herman looked to one another. "Perhaps birdwatching is a hobby that he's interested in." Herman said as he looked back to the blueprints.

Amanda did not respond verbally. Instead she stood up, and she closed the door of her room. It was not until the door was closed that Herman took notice.

"Amanda I…" Said Herman, before Amanda pounced. The aftermath of this would result in a relationship the likes of which Herman had never felt before. Just like that, life here was a little better.

Thanks again for all the love I've been getting for this story. By far it's the best received story that I've ever made. I wasn't even planning on putting this much effort into the story until I saw all the reviews!

Anyway, welcome Roadhog into the cast, upon request of one of the readers that reviewed. See what happens when you ask? You may just get what you want.

Sadly, I'm running out of ways I can make this story fresh. So sadly, this story will eventually come to an end. If it's a happy ending or a sad ending I do not yet know. There has to be an end, since things get a bit hazy when you keep throwing in more characters.

And before some of you yahoos give be hate for the romance, I've been getting requests for it, so I'm sorry that I cannot make everyone happy. I can try, but I can't.

Anyway, thanks again for reading. I don't know when the next chapter will be written. Feel free to keep those awesome reviews and suggestions coming.