BloodyKharma
Elder Member
Nathan dashed down the gravel road, struggling to catch his breath, ignoring the pain in his legs. Disregarding his burning lungs, he continued to push forwards, stumbling and crashing to the ground as he darted around a corner. He quickly rose to his feet, adrenaline washing away the pain of the fall. The scrapes and bruises were minor injuries, when compared to what would happen to the others if he didn't make it to them in time. He would make it though, he would get to them in time!
He would save them!
That's what he wanted to believe, but as he pushed forwards a feeling of dread seemed to engulf. It pressed down on him like a raging tide, threatening to sweep him off his feet if he didn't hold onto some shred of hope. Deep down though, in the pit of his stomach, he knew he was already too late. He looked up to see a plume of smoke rising in the distance, the pillar bellowed upwards, marring the beauty of the serene blue sky. Only a little bit further now, he just had to push himself a little further. Gritting his teeth as beads of sweat stung his eyes, he made the final hurtle towards the center of town. Nothing could stop him!
He would save them...
He came to a halt as the mountain of bodies came into sight, most of them already horribly disfigured as the fire ate away at them. The pile of bodies towered over him, arms and other limbs jutted outwards, most of them nothing but bone now. The shadow it cast seemed to widen and spread, plunging the entire world into darkness. Suddenly the bodies began to writhe, their arms reaching out for Nathan, bony fingers desperately grasping at the air. What was left of their mouths moved up and down, as if they were all trying to speak, but only a deafening screech escaped their lips.
Nathan screamed with them.
He screamed in agony, as the sound pierced his ears. Dropping to his knees, hands clutching his ears, blood staining his palms as a stream of crimson dripped down from his ear canals. H e screamed in terror, as the mountain of bodies began to sway back and forth, then without warning the entire mound toppled over. He looked on in horror as they rained down on him, his screams drowned out by their wailing, their hands raking his flesh just before they corpses crushed him completely.
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Nathan gasped for breath, the top of his head scraping the roof of his tent as he quickly sat up. He scrambled out of the small tent, clutching at his bare chest, panting heavily as the cool night air seemed to bring him no relief. Rising to his feet, tears blinded him from seeing the brilliant glow the stars gave off at night. He stumbled towards the edge of the building, using the metal railing for support. Leaning forwards, he winced as the cold metal stung his skin. It took him a moment to regain his composure, nearly half an hour to be exact. He remained where he stood the entire time, staring down at the decrepit city as his breathing finally settled.
"Another eventful night." Nathan chuckle dryly, sitting with his back to the railing, fingers absentmindedly tracing the many scars which crisscrossed hi arms. "Day 12." he said for no reason in particular, finally peering up at the sly. Although the stars were just an afterthought, he really wanted to catch sight of the barrier blocking off the city from the rest of the world. A ripple would occasionally pass through it, similar to when a leaf gently lands on a clear pond, you'd have to be paying close attention to notice it. His guess that it was from something, or someone coming into contact with it. Trying to escape maybe? For the force field was serene as ever, completely invisible to the naked eye. His eyelids lazily fluttered open and closed as he gazed upwards, until he unknowingly dozed off. The camp he had made on the roof of a sky scraper his only protection, against the dangers that roamed below.
He would save them!
That's what he wanted to believe, but as he pushed forwards a feeling of dread seemed to engulf. It pressed down on him like a raging tide, threatening to sweep him off his feet if he didn't hold onto some shred of hope. Deep down though, in the pit of his stomach, he knew he was already too late. He looked up to see a plume of smoke rising in the distance, the pillar bellowed upwards, marring the beauty of the serene blue sky. Only a little bit further now, he just had to push himself a little further. Gritting his teeth as beads of sweat stung his eyes, he made the final hurtle towards the center of town. Nothing could stop him!
He would save them...
He came to a halt as the mountain of bodies came into sight, most of them already horribly disfigured as the fire ate away at them. The pile of bodies towered over him, arms and other limbs jutted outwards, most of them nothing but bone now. The shadow it cast seemed to widen and spread, plunging the entire world into darkness. Suddenly the bodies began to writhe, their arms reaching out for Nathan, bony fingers desperately grasping at the air. What was left of their mouths moved up and down, as if they were all trying to speak, but only a deafening screech escaped their lips.
Nathan screamed with them.
He screamed in agony, as the sound pierced his ears. Dropping to his knees, hands clutching his ears, blood staining his palms as a stream of crimson dripped down from his ear canals. H e screamed in terror, as the mountain of bodies began to sway back and forth, then without warning the entire mound toppled over. He looked on in horror as they rained down on him, his screams drowned out by their wailing, their hands raking his flesh just before they corpses crushed him completely.
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Nathan gasped for breath, the top of his head scraping the roof of his tent as he quickly sat up. He scrambled out of the small tent, clutching at his bare chest, panting heavily as the cool night air seemed to bring him no relief. Rising to his feet, tears blinded him from seeing the brilliant glow the stars gave off at night. He stumbled towards the edge of the building, using the metal railing for support. Leaning forwards, he winced as the cold metal stung his skin. It took him a moment to regain his composure, nearly half an hour to be exact. He remained where he stood the entire time, staring down at the decrepit city as his breathing finally settled.
"Another eventful night." Nathan chuckle dryly, sitting with his back to the railing, fingers absentmindedly tracing the many scars which crisscrossed hi arms. "Day 12." he said for no reason in particular, finally peering up at the sly. Although the stars were just an afterthought, he really wanted to catch sight of the barrier blocking off the city from the rest of the world. A ripple would occasionally pass through it, similar to when a leaf gently lands on a clear pond, you'd have to be paying close attention to notice it. His guess that it was from something, or someone coming into contact with it. Trying to escape maybe? For the force field was serene as ever, completely invisible to the naked eye. His eyelids lazily fluttered open and closed as he gazed upwards, until he unknowingly dozed off. The camp he had made on the roof of a sky scraper his only protection, against the dangers that roamed below.
