Chapter 6: An Unexpected Discovery
Washington DC, United States
935 Pennsylvania Avenue doesn't sound important. Just another short building, hidden amongst the many short buildings that made up the District of Columbia. But this wasn't just any building. This building just so happened to be the headquarters of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, of the FBI for short. While the FBI has had a history of solving seemingly unsolvable cases, this newest mystery was truly the strangest they had ever had. In one specific office a man was sitting as a large desk. The office was filled with the natural light of the early afternoon. Inside the room itself the walls were a dull grey, a glass wall was built on the other side of the windows, this wall led to the other offices in the building. Photographs as well as a portrait of J. Edgar Hoover peered down into the room.
The man inside the room had a light brown mop of hair, he was in his mid thirties. He wore a black suit with a blue tie and was facing a projector, the projector was playing a variety of images, they were all pictures of younger men. He, as well as several other agents, had been assigned by the FBI to investigate the disappearances of hundreds of men over the past month. The only problem was the crippling lack of clues. Almost no witnesses, no fingerprints, no suspects, nothing. All they had were the victims and a statement from a man in San Francisco about a "batgirl" who had "attacked him". Even worse, just last week the son of New York governor Michael Richards had gone missing while camping with friends at Long Island. As the man scanned through the images playing over the projector a voice came up from a small polycom on his desk. "So Miller, what do you make of this?" Someone had asked the man. Miller looked down at the polycom and responded. "That we still don't know anything! That's what I know!" Miller yelled into the polycom. "No clues, no motive! Almost a thousand victims and nothing!" Miller muttered "Well sir I don't mean to interrupt your rant but something just came up. The Kirkland Correctional Institution in South Carolina has requested that we send someone to investigate disappearances of over a dozen inmates there." Miller perked up at that, before he joined the FBI Miller had helped put away many of the criminals that occupied the complex. Back when he was on the police force there. "I'll go check it out." Miller said "I have friends at the Institution." The others on the polycom agreed with his decision and shortly after signed off. Miller stood up and grabbed his coat as he exited his office. Little did he know what this trip would do to America, hell, the entire world.
A day later Miller was waiting at the checkpoint of Kirkland Correctional Institution. He pulled his car up to the guard and showed off his badge. The guard nodded and waved him through, Miller pulled into the parking lot just as another man, accompanied by a pair of guards, walked out of the front office to meet him. "Miller! How's it going my old friend!" the man hollered out. The man was on the heavy side, his large head was wrapped with a buzz cut, with a bald spot at the center. He had a pair of sunglasses on and a donut in the hand. He looked much like a stereotypical cop Miller thought as he stepped out of his car. "I'm doing good Fergus, I'm here cause you called about the disappearances of your 'guests'." Fergus immediately frowned and grabbed Miller by the arm, dragging him into the prison. As they all walked down the hall Fergus began to explain. "It started a week ago, someone was missing from their cell. We thought they had escaped but the prisoners said otherwise. They said they had heard things crawling in the vents. And the prisoners across from the victim in the block said they saw a 'giant bug' in his cell. It's been going downhill since. Every night we lose one, maybe two prisoners. We have doubled nightly patrols but nothing has changed. Now two days ago one of the guards disappeared, that's when we called you. Miller looked at Fergus curiously, first "batgirls" and now "giant bugs". What's next Shark girls?! Miller thought "How about footage?" Miller asked as he was led into Fergus's office "We've tried to catch whatever this is but we haven't seen nothing! Whatever it is it doesn't seem to use the usual walkways. It could be using the vents like the prisoners say." Fergus cried out as he kicked his desk as he sat down. "Maybe I should be on patrol tonight, maybe I'll find something that your guards can't." Fergus shrugged "Be my guest, to be honest you'll be lucky if you do find something that's for damn sure!" But Miller wasn't going to be lucky today, not at all.
On the other side of the prison the prison janitor was trudging down to the basement. Ever since the disappearances had begun the prisoners had been going through their toiletries quite excessively. And today the last of the toilet paper in the upstairs closet had been used up. So he was having to go into the basement to grab a bulk crate of toilet paper. He hated the basement, it was creepy as hell and he had heard lots of weird noises coming from there over the past two weeks." He approached the double doors and unlocked them. He stepped inside and flicked on the switch for the lights, the room was quickly bathed in light. The janitor's eyes swelled in size as he looked at the scene before him. The walls were COVERED in hundreds of strange creatures, they looked like a cross between a cockroach and a Human woman. He heard lewd moaning and saw in the corners of the room piles of the creatures, they were all naked and were mounting what looked to be the prisoners! When the lights had come on though that had all stopped, the creatures all turned their heads to face the janitor. Some of them even turned their head 180 degrees to face him. They were all quite beautiful but at the same time, quite revolting, with their cockroach-like limbs, wings and the cockroach-like feelers on their heads. When they all saw him their eyes widened with what appeared to be lust, their mouths formed extremely lewd smiles. The janitor didn't even get to scream as he was buried by a dozen bodies. His clothes were quickly ripped off and he was dragged into the far corner.
The Devil Bugs then noticed the wide open doorway. They could smell hundreds of men! Before this only the ones with the strongest noses and feelers could smell them, but now with the doors opened the sent of men washed over the room like a wave. The Devil Bugs then began to swarm out of the room to find the men, men that could nourish them and give them children. A breeding frenzy was about to begin.