Part 2

-Odd's POV-

I was relieved to get of the bus from hell to get some fresh air but the air outside was just as bad as the bus if not worse. I literally gagged whenI stepped outside. I was revolted at what that Sargent guy did when he stepped off. He breathed in the air like it was refreshing! Gross! He walked over to a citizen and started talking to him. I got a look at the guy and he looked just as disgusting as Sargent. Same weird ass forehead and chin, bald, unblinking etc, etc.

"Hey Sargent. Where is the repair shop?" I asked tapping his shoulder.

He turned and gave me a look that creeped me out.

"Over there…down Main Street" He said slowly and menacingly.

"Thuh-thanks." I stuttered.

I normally didn't scare like this really, but this guy, this place is just so weird and creepy. I pulled the guys aside and whispered to Ulrich,

"Something is not right about this place. I say we get the tow guy and bounce. I don't want to spend the night here and it's already 5:30."

Ulrich nodded. "I agree, I think we should split up and meet here in an hour. Jeremy go grab us some food from that market, I'll go with Odd to the car shop. Girls stay here by the bus."

I grabbed Ulrich's arm and pulled. I wanted to leave so badly I just wanted to go and get on with it. We set out towards the direction Sargent pointed us in and Jeremy walked in the opposite direction. I thought we'd get out okay and that my imagination was running away with me but I never thought that I'd never see my good buddy again.

-Jeremy's POV-

I walked down the street and turned the corner. I looked in the windows of the shops, most of which were abandoned. Then I came across a store with a fairly new sign that read "OPEN". I walked in and saw the middle aged man who worked the register didn't look like the other Innsmouth citizens. He looked normal and relieved to see a new face.

"Hey, can I help you?" he said eagerly.

"Yes. I need some food for five people. Got anything? My friends and I are stuck here for god knows how long." I asked taking out my wallet.

"Yeah. Just look around. I'll be here when you're ready." He said

I looked around the aisles and grabbed a couple bags of chips, some Twinkies and ho-ho's, and a few bottles of Pepsi. I walked over to the cashier and he took my money and struggled to get the cash register open.

"You don't get a lot of customers do you?" I asked

"Not….at…all!" he said finally getting the ancient machine to open.

He handed the change back to me and closed the register.

"What's with the physical features of the town's people? They look…odd."

He looked out the window nervously and back at me.

"I don't know for sure. I grew up here in this town so I'm used to it and the foul stench, but if you want to learn more talk to Old Zadok Allen. He spends most of his time at the Bar out on Washington St. He's a drunk but he's the oldest guy in this town that isn't well….y'know."

I nodded and grabbed the groceries, then sat them back down on the counter.

"Could you hold onto these for me?"

"Oh…sure."

"Where is Washington Street?"

-Ulrich's POV-

We walked down the street. Odd looked nervous. I could relate there was something ominous about this town. The people, the buildings, the whole atmosphere seemed off. We walked on until we saw a building marked Frank's Auto parts. Odd whooped happily and jogged up to the door and pounded on it. I suddenly turned cold and got a bad feeling. I looked up and saw on a fire escape attached to a building a figure in a dark robe was watching me and Odd. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

"Shit!" I heard Odd yell.

I looked back at him and saw him kick the door and storm over to me. I looked back up and the figure was gone.

"Fucking closed!" Odd barked.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Let's go. Now!"