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Darkness (Pt. II) by TwoElevenMick

(Cont'd from part one: http://wreckedmindset.tumblr.com/post/45483966692/darkness-pt-i)

It started off as normal as any other day on the ship. The passengers and workers had taken to the Lounge, after dinner had been served and the workers had been relieved of their duties for the night. People were conversing, lounging around in the main hall’s sofas, playing chess, and many other leisurely activities.

Then, slowly, a foreign creature descended the steps leading into the Main Hall from floor A1. A majority of the people were oblivious to the creature when it entered but they soon realized its company when it lifted a random passenger up, and then disemebered both of his arms in full view for the whole room to see. A widespread panic erupted amongst the mob, all trying to run as humanly fast away from the creature as possible. The creature itself wasn’t even bothered with anybody other than the person it killed. Instead it was now helping itself to a serving of human flesh and insides. Within a minute, an alarm sounded off and workers and security members alike were now pointing the passengers toward the escape pod deck. The hallways of the passenger rooms were now flooded with people trying to grab last minute belongings before leaving to the Escape Pod Deck.

The Escape Pod Deck itself was now the most crowded area. People were pushing each other, trying to stuff themselves and their families into the provided escape pods completely ignoring the officials protest to remain calm.

The main hall was now completely empty excluding the creature and its meal. On the Bridge Hallway moniter, I could see Captain Weavor giving a speech to the workers and security guards. More than a few walked away, headed in the direction of the Escape Pod Deck. Those that remained were equipped with a gun and body armor. Weavor then led her men out of the camera’s frame. They reappeared a few minutes later in the Main Hall.

The group slowly crept up behind the creature forming a line. It was now that I finally took in the creature’s detail. It had to the height of an average human or taller, and had a sort of humanoid shape and face to it also. But this thing had scaly black skin, no nose, talons for feet and hands, sharp joints on its elbows and knees, and two small but prominent wings on its leathery back.

On Weavor’s count, the group opened fire on the creature, which immediately jumped into the air, grabbing onto one of the ceiling beams before taking cover. The group fired relentlessly riddling the creature’s hiding spot with a hail of bullets, save for Morgan and two others that cautiously aimed their guns in its direction. They kept their aim up as the rest of the group struggled to reload their weapons.

As this occurred the creature ducked out from its hiding spot into the crowd of make shift warriors, taking two down as he dropped upon them. He started hacking and slashing through the group, spilling their blood all over the floor, the walls, and their comrades. Morgan and the other two took fire on the beast, but it scurried behind more of the group to take cover, all while still taking down a few more.

Within seconds everybody in the room except Weaver, the creature, and her two gunmen were dead. Weavor shouted something to the other two that I couldn’t hear, but soon she was out the door with the other two in pursuit.

For minutes there was no sign of Weavor, the gunmen or the creature. Anticipation built in my stomach like a dying hunger. I scanned every detail of the moniters that lay before me until I was certain that I couldn’t see them. The only thing that I had noticed in this timespan was that the Escape Pod Deck was nearly empty.

Just as I had given up hope in her survival, Weavor had sprinted down the Cryogenic Deck Hall unloading her magazine down into the unseen parts of the hallway. One of her gunmen, the only one who seemed to be alive, tailed her, but was grabbed mid-sprint by some mucky, black tentacles. He screamed out to Weavor before being dragged into the unforseen.

Weavor was nowhere in sight, I guessed that she must have slipped into one of the Cryogenic Chamber rooms while the creature was distracted by her comrade. The creature must have realized this too, because he lurked into camera view, stepping up to every room, allowing the doors to open so he could peek, or smell, or whatever it was he was doing.

My heart thumped in fear for my captain. There were only a few doors left and the creature showed no sign of injury or damage.

Then, something unexpected caught my attention. While the creature was checking a door to the left, a door to the right behind him slipped open. A head poked out, and I naturally assumed that it was Weavor. But something seemed off about Weavor…she seemed younger and her hair was darker. I gasped. That wasn’t Weavor…that was me.

I looked at my camera self peep her head out of the doorway and stifle a scream, with a look of terror on her face that screamed bloody horror. Almost immediately, the alien turned and stared my camera self down. I was no longer trying to stifle my scream; instead it played out full blast as the alien inched towards my on camera self.

The alien grabbed me by my neck, lifting me up off the ground. With a tremendous force it threw me into the wall opposite of it, leaving me unconcious, and with a noticeable broken arm. Weavor then suddenly hopped out of the room she was hiding in. The alien was surprised by her sudden appearance and tried to inch towards her, but she aimed her assault rifle and took fire on the creature. Weavor had clearly changed rounds, because the creature had shown more pain towards these bullets than the ones shot at him earlier. He ducked and dodged throughout the hallway, but still got his share of bullets. Weavor intended to end the fight once and foreall.

Click. Click.

It was as if badluck was rooting against Weavor. She had emptied out her entire magazine into the creature and looked as if that was her last one.

Luckily for her, the creature was now too damaged to even try to run up to her. Instead it crawled up to me and simply sneezed in my face, before trying to make a hurried getaway. Weavor had wounded the creature greatly it seemed. She waited until the creature was out of the hallway to check up on me.

She kneeled down beside me and checked to see if I was still breathing. After confirming that, she checked my arm and noticed that it was broken.

It dawned upon me before the video footage even played that Weavor herself must have put me in the Cryogenic sleep tank to heal my arm. Shortly after carrying me into the room, she emerged out with a blunt metal rod and a knife, probably some objects she’d taken from the lockers of my Cryogenic room.

Soon after that, the lights went out, then the video stopped.

Back in the Bridge I could still barely believe what I saw. I’d never think that something like this is the reason why the ship was deserted.

A static coming from the left disrupted my thoughts.

“Hello?” A voice finally said after ten seconds, breaking through the static. “Is anybody on The Horizon still alive? If you can hear this please respond!”

(Part III coming next Friday)

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