Cries of the damned, smells of rancid rotting flesh and dilapidated buildings were the main things assaulting the senses of the girl within the hostel. She shivered; holding herself while hiding behind a bed, just out of view from the snarling and thrashing head mere centimetres away.
It had all happened so quickly, hanging out with the other equally as fucked up people as herself, passing around a bottle and sharing stories to ease the tension of the overwhelming situation. That was until they heard a simple noise.
It came once and they had all stopped, not daring to breathe at all as if it would stop the noise from repeating.
The noise alone shook the girl with uneven and messily dyed purple hair to the very core. She had heard those noises for as long as she remembered.
Thump... Thump... Thump...
Her eyes dilated as the people around her became overwhelming even though all they were doing was breathing.
Thu-thump thu-thump thu-thump.
Her breathing grew quicker. She was having a panic attack as well as surreal flashbacks.
All the more louder they had grew in sound, the noise of something approaching.
Then a voice, as innocent and sweet as honey, asked a question.
"Did we board the doors?"
Everything was in simultaneously slow motion and as though it was fast forward. The sound of skulls cracked against floors, shrill screams as the once living and youngest out of the group was now a fresh corpse. The monster became more confident with the kill as it turned to the nearest person who'd screamed and leapt onto them, a deep red launching into the air and covering the carpeted floors for no-one to clean as more of the population within the hostel became another death count at the claws of these... Things.
They could best be described as eight foot tall bats with tiny wings that were torn and ripped and frayed. Freakishly long limbs that looked akin to black branches. Front facing, beady black eyes; a predator. However, they seemed partially blind as the girl had managed to notice and relied mainly on their hearing due to the fact one of the kids, only fifteen years old, had almost managed to escape the grips of death via the overgrown bats until she had let out a faint whimper. She was dead in mere seconds.
Kumi used this lack of vision to her advantage, ducking in and out of a viewing point.
She just needed an opening to get out of this place. She'd been stuck in the restraint of the overtaken building for roughly five minutes, just barely managing to avoid the clutches of death from the monsters that had invaded but by the gods, it felt like hours. Running on low adrenaline, Kumi had little strength in her thin arms to throw a distraction however she wouldn't have to; there was one other current survivor who had let out a whimper a bit too loud.
The kid was gonna die but the opening was there.
Leaving behind the wake of disaster with pangs of guilt for the person she could have saved, Kumi sprinted and thanked her lucky stars she'd gotten a lot of stamina over the years as she outran inhumane creatures. Her hair which was frayed and tangled flew behind her as she ran in the humid night air, tears flying out of her eyes out of the force of the wind and as the images of those once living were taken from her. The monsters must have been alerted to her sprinting as two of the bat-like creatures who were previously feasting on bone perked up and gave chase. She couldn't help letting out a little whimper of defeat.
Was this how she was to meet her end? She'd survived 20 years of her life to which many would've given up and made friends with a blade or a rope. Was she really about to become food for an overgrown excuse of a bat?
Running on sheer adrenaline, the young adult scrambled round a corner, hoping to have turned it sharply enough that the two freakish beasts were confused.
The next thing the scrawny and lanky girl knew, she was flung against the stone wall that would've blocked her path if she had been cornered by the creatures, which she had. The pain in her body surged and made her seethe, lucky to have avoided a blow straight to the back of her head as she slumped in a pile. Disorientated she just saw the white glow in their eyes sway as her vision tried to focus.
She closed her eyes in defeat, ready to feel the pain her death would bring. A crunch of bone and flesh made her screw her eyes tighter until she realised... She was unharmed. Kumi opened her eyes in shock as she looked at her hands before out at the view ahead. A figure; a human, was bashing the legs out from under one of the bats as the other lay in a pool of its blood, twitching. A figure shrouded in dark clothes yet she could make out a gold shine of glasses, a silver glint reflect off what must've been a necklace and dreadlocks in the light of the midday sun. Someone else was alive and furthermore, helping her survive. Once both of the bats had been knocked out, the person ran over to her. Kumi was able to take in more of the person's appearance.
They were a bit smaller than themselves by the looks of it, with deep hazel eyes and faint stubble on his chin. Looking Kumi up and down, they held their hand out.
"Do you have a place to stay?" Their voice was low and monotone, a gentle rasp gracing over the last word that left his lips. Hesitantly, Kumi shook their head as they took the stranger's hand who pulled her up firmly.
"Come with me then." He nodded his head, letting go of their hand in order to make her decision as the stranger began to walk away, not looking over their shoulder.
What if this was a trap? A ploy for some horrid people to commit terrible actions upon them again? Traces of doubt flooded Kumi but her body had decided as her feet began to move for them, gravel being crunched on below as they caught up with the stranger.
Kumi was going to find out one way or another if this person was going to kill them or help as they both began a gentle jog in order to reserve energy down an unfamiliar path for the scrawny girl.