Authors Note: Well after a long absence here comes Chapter 6! This chapter is written as expected by Undead Light for your enjoyment. We hope to have chapter 7 up within a few days.
Disclaimer: We don't own Resident Evil, Halo, Silent Hill, or any other game referenced in this fiction. This is simply written for enjoyment and not for profit.
Guillermo reached out as fair has he could. However, the key ring was out of reach. He quickly withdrew his hand. He felt like he was not alone. A monstrous looking dog with a giant tongue walked into the jail room through an open door. The dog noticed Guillermo and threw itself against the bars. The bars were not budging. Guillermo laughed and stuck out his tongue. The dog's tongue shot through the bars and cracked the concrete behind him.
"Shit!" Guillermo yelled. The dog's tongue lashed out again. Only inches from Guillermo's face. A distant gunshot echoed through the halls. The dog sniffed the air and ran off. "DEPANGA!" Guillermo yelled.
A deputy walked into the jail room. He looked down at his fallen collage. He looked up at Guillermo with a tough glare.
"What happened to him?" The cop asked.
"He was like that when I got here! I swear!" Guillermo said as the cop leveled his shotgun in his face.
"Bullshit!" The cop yelled.
"A monster did it! I swear!" Guillermo winced expecting to be shot. He stood there motionless with his eyes squeezed shut. He slowly relaxed and opened his eyes. The deputy seemed to be deliberating on what to do. He finally spoke.
"You see the monsters too?" He asked. "I'll open the door for you." The cop used his keys to open the lock and pushed the door open.
"Thanks, I'm Guillermo." Guillermo said.
"My name is Deputy Wheeler. We need to get out of here!" Wheeler said. Wheeler handed Guillermo his side arm a semi auto .45. "Try not to hit me with it. Some of your supplies from the Jeep we found are in the Sherriff's office. We stop there then run right out the front door."
"Alright, I'll cover you. So have you used that thing?" Guillermo asked.
"Well, before today, no… But Sherriff Shepherd said it was like playing DOOM and I should play DOOM for target practice." Wheeler said. "Do you have any experience with that gun?"
"I've been around. We've talked enough, where is that office?" Guillermo said.
Wheeler took point as they walked out of the jail room. They walked into a narrow hallway. Guillermo checked his corners as he walked through the tight space.
"Left up here." Wheeler said.
Wheeler used his key ring to unlock the door. He poked his head into the next hall. The florescent light bulb above him exploded and sparks rained down as a demonic noise echoed through the building. Wheeler quickly slammed the door. What was coming down that hall was too frightening for a description lest we have to raise the rating on this story. Wheeler jumped back and slammed the door. A few seconds later, he reopened the door and poked his head through. He looked up at the monster before he pulled his head back in. He closed and locked the door.
"We don't want to go in there." He huffed with his back against the door.
"What was in there?" Guillermo asked.
"You don't want to know." Wheeler said.
"It was your mother wasn't it?" Guillermo laughed.
"Yeah it was." Wheeler said in a stern serious tone. Guillermo could not tell if the Deputy was kidding or not.
The two ran down the narrow halls of the police department. Guillermo tried to tune out the Deputy's mimicking 32 bit music.
"The Sheriff's office is right over here." Wheeler said.
Guillermo slowly opened the door, the small office was empty. He stepped inside. And Wheeler tumbled in after him. Spread out on the desk was the team's Xbox controllers and junk food.
"Score!" Guillermo said and slid everything into his pack.
"Are you going to eat this?" Wheeler said pointing to a large rice crispy treat sitting on the desk.
"No enjoy." Guillermo forced a smile.
Wheeler shoved the treat into his mouth and was on they were on their way. Wheeler was back at the 32 bit music…
"Where do we go from here?" Guillermo asked anything to stop the music…. ANYTHING!
"Well I don't know. Where do you want to you?" Wheeler asked.
"I need to find my friends." Guillermo asked.
"Well I think the order took them to Silent Hill." Wheeler said.
"What's the fastest way too-" The door behind Guillermo blew open with an immense force. A monster let out a roar that defied any of God's creation. The yell was cut short by the blast of a shotgun. Guillermo quickly checked himself for any bullet holes. Surprisingly Wheeler had not shot him…
Wheeler stood wide eyed over his kill. "That… Was… Just… Like… DOOM! That was AWESOME!" He yelled.
"I need to get to Silent Hill, what's the fastest way?" Guillermo asked.
"The dock is right up the road. I've got the keys to a police boat." Wheeler said.
"Great let's go." Guillermo said.
The front door was in sight. Behind them a monster burst through a wall. As the dust cleared Guillermo could see every horrifying detail. The monster looked like a giant hulk of a man with a small woman fused to his back. Its skin looked leathery and slightly rotten.
"Run for it!" Guillermo yelled. Wheeler took off down the hall. Guillermo turned and thumbed the safety of the .45 off. He squeezed five shots off. The rounds penetrated about a centimeter. Guillermo turned and ran. His mind raced to come up with a plan. He saw it above the front door. A thick mesh shutter locked up with a simple pad lock and a key pad to operate it. Guillermo fired the .45 at the mesh lock. It shattered just like in the video games. He shot at the key pad and destroyed it. The mesh started to fall over the door. Guillermo slid though in the nick of time. The monster slammed into the mesh bending it. It would not hold for long.
"Wheeler we need to leave now!" Guillermo backed up into Wheeler who was frozen with fear. Guillermo turned around to see what had Wheeler so rattled. Hundreds of monsters were starting to circle around them.
These beasts were made of a soft pink looking tissue. They had elongated heads that split into halves with rows of sharp teeth and sharp claws on their elongated arms. Guillermo leveled his handgun and fired. The round tore through the cartilage and flew out the other side doing minimal damage to the beast. The beast's head split in half revealing its teeth and a small throat like hole in the back of the mouth. The monster let out a sharp screeching roar that made Wheeler and Guillermo cringe.
Another monster did the same thing. Guillermo aimed his handgun and fired. The round entered the monster's throat and blew out the back side of the monster's head in a spray of crimson and brain tissue. The monsters glared at their dead brother for a few seconds. Then back to Guillermo for a few seconds. Then back to their dead brother now lying in a pool of blood. They began to devourer their dead brother.
"Come on!" Guillermo pulled Wheeler. Wheeler looked pale.
"They're eating it…" Wheeler said looking back.
"Be thankful their not eating US!" Guillermo said.
Wheeler and Guillermo ran though the living Hell that was now Sheppard's Glen.
"The docks are right down this road." Wheeler said.
They followed the fog covered road until the road ended in a huge bottomless crevice. Almost sixty feet away they could make out the other side of the road through the fog.
"What the heck!" Wheeler said.
"Is there another way to the to the docks?" Guillermo asked.
"Yeah, we double back and cut through Curtis's Junkyard. Then we…" Wheeler began.
"Ok we'll go with that." Guillermo cut him off.
Guillermo had to give Wheeler a lot of credit, even with the fog and the walking nightmares stalking the streets of Sheppard's Glen Wheeler knew exactly where he was going. They were taking a short cut through an old junk yard.
"We must have told the local boys a million times not to jump off that water tower." Wheeler said pointing to a small water tower; it was almost a twenty foot drop on to an old stained mattress.
"Oh yeah?" Guillermo said with a passive disinterest.
A pack of dog like creatures with sharp fang like frontal teeth worked their way through the heaps of rusted cars and old appliances. They watched Wheeler and Guillermo with hungry eyes.
"We're being watched…" Guillermo said. He leveled his gun and began to scan the shadows.
"How can you tell?" Wheeler said.
"I just can…" Guillermo said.
Guillermo saw it, it looked like a mutilated dog, standing in a door-less wheel-less minivan. It watched them with its teeth barred.
"There!" Wheeler yelled and aimed his shotgun.
"No!" Guillermo tried to warn him.
A hellhound ran at Wheeler from the shadows to the left side. It tackled Wheeler to the ground about to rip out his throat. Guillermo fired a round that struck the beast in the left eye. He spun around and knelt into a kneeling position. He fired three rounds each hitting the flanking hounds in between the eyes.
Wheeler pulled himself up and ran as fast as he could, leaving his shotgun behind. Guillermo quickly stuffed the handgun into a side pouch and scooped up the shotgun. He did not have enough time to bring the shoulder rest to his shoulder. He shot a round from the hip, the buckshot severely wounding two hounds in close proximity. He cocked the shotgun as he ran after Wheeler.
Wheeler pulled himself though a hole in the junkyard fence. Guillermo caught up with him and leapt through the hole. He landed on his back and pointed the shotgun though the hole. The hound that followed him got a got a close range face full of buckshot. The hound hung lifelessly in the small a hole.
"Which way is that dock Wheeler? We're running out of ammo." Guillermo said.
"That way." Wheeler pointed, taking back the shotgun.
"You've got one round left." Guillermo said.
They ran through the ship yard. Small yachts and speed boats were docked on the lake.
"The boat is right there!" Wheeler yelled. He pointed to what looked like a small rusty fishing boat with red and blue lights on it.
"Well we won't be rolling in style." Guillermo said under his breath.
The small engine whined and they sailed out into the fog. "Maybe I should have just taken a row boat…" Guillermo said…