Post by Simon Allen on Sept 9, 2012 10:01:23 GMT -6
Because I'm bored, I don't like doing CYOAs and because I don't care, I'm moving it here, also doing some changes.
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Slowly I come to, feeling the wind blowing. I notice the sounds surrounding me. Water dripping, whispering, moans...I can't quite figure if they are moans of pain or pleasure. I open my eyes and force myself to sit. My head hurts, my eyes burn. I look around to see the ruins of a city. Buildings whose walls have been blown, rusted cars, stores in state of disrepair, the sky is red as blood. The moans are now louder.
I get up and begin looking around, trying to make sense of what is going on. Nothing. These streets feel so familiar, yet I can't figure out why. I begin to walk down the street, search for something that helps me identify where am I. Somewhere commercial, that's for sure. The moans become screams, louder and louder, echoing between the buildings. I look around, trying to pinpoint where they are coming from, but I can't.
That there is something wrong here, that's quite obvious. I begin walking faster, eventually breaking into a full sprint. I instinctively refrain from looking back. The screams are louder, I'm getting closer to the source and closer to understanding what is going on. The street is a dead end, I need to turn back. As I look behind me, I see a silhouette in the distance, moving at an erratic pace. It's distorted features become clearer the closer it gets of me.
It's skin is of a sickly white, with a powerful torso covered by a bloody coat. It's arms...the one on the left had it's skin ripped off, leaving only the muscle, with some bone visible. The other has barbed wire around it.
I try to see the features of it's face, only to find something even more disturbing. It has two heads. One of them has long, red hair, for sure it's a female. Her face is distorted into a mix of pain, horror and pleasure. The other is a bald male, whispering something in the female's ear. He gives a grin every time the female screams. Slowly he turns to me, giving a hearty laugh. The creature moves in my direction. I try to back away but hit my back against the wall. I panic, trying to figure how to escape.
The creature lifts it's right arm and hits me on the side of the head.
I black out.
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Slowly I come to, feeling the wind blowing. I notice the sounds surrounding me. Water dripping, whispering, moans...I can't quite figure if they are moans of pain or pleasure. I open my eyes and force myself to sit. My head hurts, my eyes burn. I look around to see the ruins of a city. Buildings whose walls have been blown, rusted cars, stores in state of disrepair, the sky is red as blood. The moans are now louder.
I get up and begin looking around, trying to make sense of what is going on. Nothing. These streets feel so familiar, yet I can't figure out why. I begin to walk down the street, search for something that helps me identify where am I. Somewhere commercial, that's for sure. The moans become screams, louder and louder, echoing between the buildings. I look around, trying to pinpoint where they are coming from, but I can't.
That there is something wrong here, that's quite obvious. I begin walking faster, eventually breaking into a full sprint. I instinctively refrain from looking back. The screams are louder, I'm getting closer to the source and closer to understanding what is going on. The street is a dead end, I need to turn back. As I look behind me, I see a silhouette in the distance, moving at an erratic pace. It's distorted features become clearer the closer it gets of me.
It's skin is of a sickly white, with a powerful torso covered by a bloody coat. It's arms...the one on the left had it's skin ripped off, leaving only the muscle, with some bone visible. The other has barbed wire around it.
I try to see the features of it's face, only to find something even more disturbing. It has two heads. One of them has long, red hair, for sure it's a female. Her face is distorted into a mix of pain, horror and pleasure. The other is a bald male, whispering something in the female's ear. He gives a grin every time the female screams. Slowly he turns to me, giving a hearty laugh. The creature moves in my direction. I try to back away but hit my back against the wall. I panic, trying to figure how to escape.
The creature lifts it's right arm and hits me on the side of the head.
I black out.