The Watcher V: SKYFALL

Chapter 13: Curtain Call

The theater was a scene of utter chaos. Screams and cries filled the air as the crowd frantically tried to escape the deadly Watcher. Angel held tightly to MinFlay's hand, his mind racing. Ruthy and Jonathan were shouting for people to stay calm, but it was clear that the panic was overwhelming.

Gape, in the midst of the pandemonium, had been fumbling with his joint, trying to get a last drag in the chaos. It slipped from his fingers, landing on the floor and rolling away. As he bent to retrieve it, a sudden clarity hit him. This wasn't the time to run—they had to fight back.

"Everyone, listen up!" Gape's voice cut through the noise, surprisingly strong and commanding. "We need to regroup in the props lounge! We can find weapons there and fight back!"

Jonathan, hearing Gape's call, nodded in agreement. "He's right! Follow us, everyone! Stay together!"

The group quickly moved through the theater, dodging debris and the frantic crowd. Angel kept a tight grip on MinFlay, who was trying to keep up despite the fear in his eyes. They pushed through a side door that led to the backstage area, guiding others with them.

Once inside the props lounge, the group quickly barricaded the door. The room was filled with various props and set pieces, some of which could serve as makeshift weapons. Jonathan, Ruthy, Chloe, and Gape immediately started searching for anything they could use to defend themselves.

"Look for anything sharp or heavy," Jonathan instructed, grabbing a prop sword. "We need to be ready to fight that thing off."

Ruthy found a metal pipe and handed it to Chloe. "Here, this should do some damage."

Gape, still in his old stoner attire but now with a determined look on his face, picked up a baseball bat. "This will work."

Angel spotted a stage light and quickly pulled out the heavy base. "This can be used to hit it hard."

MinFlay, looking around with wide eyes, picked up a wooden prop shield. "Angel, can I help?"

Angel nodded, his heart aching at the sight of his friend trying to be brave. "Just stay close to me, MinFlay."

The group armed themselves and took a moment to catch their breath. Jonathan looked around at everyone, seeing the fear but also the determination in their eyes.

"Alright," Jonathan said, gripping his sword tightly. "We stick together. We fight back. We take down that monster and get everyone out safely."

Gape nodded, his old, goofy demeanor replaced by a fierce resolve. "Let's show that Watcher it messed with the wrong people."

With their weapons ready and a plan in mind, the group braced themselves for the fight ahead. The sounds of chaos outside continued, but now, there was a sense of unity and purpose among them. They were ready to face the Watcher and protect each other, no matter the cost.

The props lounge door burst open as Jonathan, Ruthy, Chloe, Gape, Angel, and MinFlay charged out, weapons at the ready. The sight before them was horrific: bodies scattered, people screaming and running for their lives as the Watcher continued its massacre. Devon McFarlane stood on the stage, a sinister smile on his face.

"Let's go!" Jonathan shouted, leading the charge. The group fanned out, surrounding the Watcher. They attacked with all their might, striking it with their improvised weapons.

Chloe swung her metal pipe, landing a blow on the creature's side. Jonathan slashed at it with his prop sword, while Ruthy jabbed with a broken piece of wood. Gape, wielding his baseball bat, landed a solid hit on the Watcher's back. Angel swung the heavy stage light base, trying to knock the creature off balance.