The next thing I remember is opening my eyes only twice but I was being dragged somewhere. Not by Mother Undead, but by someone else. It wasn't Michael either. I couldn't make out who they were, as my vision was blurry and I went unconscious again right after that.
The second time I opened my eyes was in some form of infirmary. I was laying down on a kind of bed. The man who dragged me here was above me, as he poured some liquid over my injured leg.
"Agh!!" I thrashed around as the liquid sent a severe stinging pain through my leg. The woman was right behind my head, as she attempted to hold me still. My leg was throbbing and it was as if it was burning. The woman grabbed something and smacked me over the head with it, knocking me out.
"Why is this happening?" I asked myself as I sprinted through some kind of forest. I pushed trees out of my way as I made it to a clearing and tripped on a branch sticking out of the ground. I looked up and immediately scrambled to my feet and backed up. In front of me was a large tree, at least 20 feet bigger than the rest. At the stump of the tree, were 4 bodies lined up. I couldn't identify who they were, but I could see some things. There was a black haired woman, wearing a black slit dress. All around her body were huge gashes and she has bruising all over her. She wasn't moving. Next to her was a man, well a man's body. He was wearing The Keeper's armor and holding the axe in one hand. In the other, he held the golden skull with....eyes popping out of the eye sockets. The body didn't have a head on it. Next to him was a red headed woman with her head attached, but she was wearing Ms. Espel's orange fur coat(not really a signature, but it's a classic) and the moon crown. But she wasn't moving either and water was pooling out of her mouth. Finally, next to her was a blonde man. He was wearing BloodHound's black and red leather jacket and his claw necklace. But the man's body was burnt and charred. Then a black clawed hand covered my eyes and I heard a man's laughter.
I woke up, laying in some kind of bed. The same kind of bed from when I woke up that second time. It's not my bed, that's for damn sure. I sat up and looked around me, and the walls were a murky green. I looked at my leg and it was wrapped in bandages. It wasn't hurting at all, like I had been before. Weird. The axe was laying beside the bed, and I grabbed it, just incase. I looked over at the door to the room as I was in, and opened it. To another hallway with a murky green wall. The entire place had walls with the murky green color. I walked through the hallway until I wound up in a living room esque area. An African American male and a Latina woman were sitting and talking. The same two people from when I woke up the second time.
"Who are you and where the hell am I?" I spoke up.
The man jumped as if I had startled him. He turned around to face me. "You're up earlier than expected. Uhh well you are in what we call the safe house. I'm Tucker, and this here is Ashley" Tucker pointed to the Latina woman.
"Hey" Ashley simply said. Seems like she wasn't really the social type. I just sat the axe down on the ground and walked over to them.
"You hungry? We've got food here" Tucker said to me as he led me to what was apparently their dinner table. I sat down and looked at the food. It was the food from the restaurant, duh. I don't remember exactly what it was that I was eating, but it was good. When I was finished, I stood up and immediately began saying what was on my mind.
"Can either one of you explain what I'm doing here?" I insisted. "You crashed the elevator down 14 stories. You were obviously knocked out and I brought you here, and I patched up your injury" Tucker told me.
"Thanks for that" I said, sincerely
He nodded. He paused for a second before speaking.
"Look; everything's been weird when you showed up a few hours ago" He said.
"Weird how?" I asked.
"Everyone's all angry and mad. They said they were gonna kill the new visitor, which I'm guessing is you" Ashley said.
"Why? Why do they want to kill you? Now it's my turn to ask who you are" Tucker asked to me
"I'm Marcie Douglas" I said.
The looks on their faces would make anyone shiver. It was a mix of fear and genuine shock.
"You mean like THE Marcie Douglas? The co-founder?" Ashley asked.
"Well I wasn't aware there was a second Marcie Douglas" I said sarcastically, before something crossed my mind.
"Wait wait do you two live here?" I asked them. They both nodded. "Why? Why do you live 14 stories underground?" I questioned.
"We kinda don't have a choice. As long as the council's down here, we're down here" Tucker answered.
We called the four mascots The Undead Council. It was just a nickname.
I scoffed. "Right, the council. The people that don't exist" I said.
"The thing that attacked you, what did it look like?" Tucker asked me.
"Why does it mat-"
"Just answer the question" He interrupted me. I sighed and then finally spoke up. "It looked like Mother Undead"
"Believe it or not, everyone you've made, they're all real, and they're angry. At you" Tucker told me.
"Why? What is it that I did to piss them off? Oh yeah and the most important question: Uhh...HOW ARE THEY REAL?!" I shouted.
"Shh! Shut up! We don't want them to hear us, if they do, they'll kill us" Ashley warned me.
I looked at her with sorrow for a second. She looked so scared.
"Nuglimmon shut down and the restaurant shut down 15 years ago, which is also when you left" Tucker said
"Yeah, I didn't have a choice. I was in desperate need for money after the place shut down" I informed them.
"Yeah well, they don't care about that. They're mad at you, for something. I don't know why, but they are. They hate you" Tucker told me.
"And what about you two? Do you hate me?" I questioned.
He paused for a moment but then spoke. "I think you did what you had to do. I don't hate you, like everyone else does" Tucker said.
"Me neither" said Ashley.
"But the others, they don't think like we do. You'll see if you leave"
I sat down to run this all through my head. For 15 years, the council has all just been characters I made up within my imagination. Now they're real. How though? And why do they think I neglected them? And-....wait.
Why can't we be heard by them?
I looked at the door to the safe house and pointed to it. "What am I gonna see when I walk out that door? What's gonna happen?" I asked. "As the name suggests, it's a safe house. Everywhere else is dangerous in more ways than one. You can't go out there on your own" Ashley said to me.
"Well it's a good thing I'm not going out there alone then. You two are coming. Come on, we're gonna find a way out of here" I said, standing up and grabbing the axe.
"You sure about this?" Tucker asked me.
"No" I responded. "I'm scared out of my mind, but I came here for a reason. I need to find out what it is, but this is mainly my fault. Somehow. And you two can't hide in here forever, you have to get out. So I'm going out there and I'm gonna look for a way out. The only question is are you coming with me or no? It would be nice if you help me not die while doing this, and help me get through this place. I take it you know this place inside and out if you live here. So will you help me?"
"I guess. Can't sit here forever. Let's go" Tucker said to me.
"We just have to be careful, ok?" Ashley said as she stood up.
"We will. I'll make sure of it" I said as I walked over to the safe room door and pushed it open.
YOU ARE READING
The Undead
AksiIt's been 15 years since Marcie Douglas has been here. She thought she was done with this part of her life, but for some reason, she decided to go back. Why did she come back to this place? And how does she get out? But most importantly: how will sh...
