Insanity

A Needed Visitor

My eyes flickered open as I slowly gained my consciousness. My body was sore and my right eye stung, along with my chest. My throat felt scratchy and hurt whenever I tried to speak. The back of my head.. I couldn't move my legs-

I pushed myself up from the hard, tile floor. My vision blurred slightly as I looked down at my hands. My fingers black, slowly fading into my natural skin color.

My arms were weak and shook under my weight. So, I then put my forearms on the floor, still keeping my torso and head up.

Looking around I was confused at what was going on. The lights were on, and there was black sludge everywhere, along streaks of blood across the floors and walls.

I saw some of the deep red blood drip onto the floor. Confused, I used one of my hands and touched my face, it stung more. I quickly pulled my arm away and looked at my hand. It was covered in deep red blood. My breathing got faster as more blood dripped into the floor. I gritted my teeth and balled my hands into fists, pain starting to fill my body.

"Over here!"

I looked up, but maybe a little too fast. My head started to spin and I felt nauseous. Quickly covering my mouth with a hand, my other arm gave out and I fell to the floor. I landed in the small puddle of blood with a splat. Laying there, shaking, I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I shut my eyes tightly, not knowing who it was.

"Hey, it's okay. You'll be out of here soon."

My vision flickering in and out, I tried to ask who it was but I felt as if I would puke. I covered my mouth with my other hand as well, tears starting to flow out of my eye.

Who is this...? Will they help or hurt me?

The person on the floor fell unconscious, probably from blood loss.

"Hurry up!" I yelled to the people running down the hall towards me.

I stood up, crossing my arms. The medics finally arrived where I was and started to check how bad the person's injuries were. I started to walk away in the other direction, looking for anyone else that could have lived. But found no one else on that floor.

I walked back down the hall, following a trail of blood and black viscous fluid. The black sludge was sticky and more appeared the farther down the hallway I went. Soon I came across another flight of stairs, the trail lead up to the next floor. So, I followed it more.

After some time of walking through the building I started to get a sense of where I was going. As I looked for anyone else who could still be alive, there weren't many people who were even here. It seems it was evacuated.

I looked around and jumped back as a doctor ran down the hall in front of me, going left to right. They let out a terrified scream as they turned around and ran faster. I walked forward slightly, only to be cut off by some kind of creature running after them. This creature has black and white fur, cut down the middle, and what it seems like is four arms and 2 legs..? Or the other way around. In total limb count was 6. It ran into the wall, unable to turn in time and hit it with a loud thump. But it quickly got back to running as it dug it's long, sharp claws into the floor.

I continued walking down the hallway but at a slightly faster pace, I didn't like it here. There seems to be many creatures from the laboratory a couple miles down.

I smiled when I saw my best friend appear in front of me.

"Oh, hey Mason!" He'd say, walking up to me with a gun in his hand.

"You have an extra gun? I lost mine." I'd say, rubbing the back of my head and smiling awkwardly.

"Classic Mason Mentos losing his gun again?" He laughed slightly, pulling an extra pistol from his belt and tossing it to me.