Isolation-#Wattys2015

Excerpt 37-Back To Start

I'm not sure how long I spent on that floor, but when I woke up, it was to the sound of gun fire a little ways down the hall. Though my brain felt like it was on fire and moving made me feel like I would throw up, I picked myself up anyway. I had no idea what Martin was planing to do next, nor did I have any idea why he spared me, all I knew was that I'm sure the latter directly related to the former. What I did know was that I needed to stop him as soon as possible. With a right hand full of hornets and my left an icy club, I slunk out of the room, moving as quietly and quickly as I could. I was tempted to move away from the gunfire, but at the same time, even if I used my psychical abilities to their full extent, there were still quite a few things in this lab that would have no problem tearing me to shreds, which was why I needed to find a rifle, soon.

The closer I got to the end of the hallway, the louder the gunfire got and the more audible a few voices became.

"Target is braking form cover", Someone shouted, "shoot him!"

"I can't get a shot he's moving too fast!", Another person shouted.

I leaned up against the wall and peered around the corner. I could see five people in torn clothes armed with M4 assault rifles hiding behind some sand bags. On the other end of the sand bags, was Alcatraz. He was wearing a small plate carrier and some armor pieces that looked like they were designed to fit over his Exo. He had a M16 MWS with an under mounted grenade launcher, Aimpoint X3 sight a Magpul magazine in it. For the time being, he didn't see me, and neither did they. Lowering myself to the ground, I slunk around the corner, hiding behind the sandbag wall close enough that I could reach over and grab at them without them knowing I was there. Slowly, I rose up to my full 7 feet, garnering the attention of the five humans, who I was sure pissed themselves at the sight of me. I quickly reached out and grabbed two of the humans by their heads, sinking my claws into their heads and quickly snapping their necks. The final three raised their weapons to fire at me. Alcatraz shot down two of them as I jumped over the sand bag and pounced on the final man, who began frantically squirming and struggling, but was helpless against my grip. I opened my jaws wide and clamped down on his head, biting through his skull and tearing his brain to pieces with a savage yank, the mans blood spilled out from the crater like water from a geyser as I spit out the bloody meat. I stood up and looked at Alcatraz, whose face was now white. I could also see that he had a duffle bag on his back.

"Holy hell", he said, "that was....needlessly graphic."

"Sorry", I said, "I had to use what I had, so it was either teeth or claws."

'You didn't have to eat the guy", Alcatraz said pulling the duffle off his back and tossing at me. When I caught it, it just about knocked me on my back.

"What you got in this thing?", I asked, "a small planet?"

"I looked through a storage room", Alcatraz said, "all your stuff is in there."

I set the bag down and unzipped it, finding everything I had arrived in the lab with. As I started to get dressed, I looked up at Al.

"How long you been carrying this around?", I asked.

He shrugged, "couple of hours. My clock is telling me 5, but it feels like longer."

"Okay", I said as I pulled my boots on, "how long has it been since we fought the drill?"

"4 weeks five days 21 hours and thirty seconds", Alcatraz said.

I sighed as I slipped my vest on, "wow, was I really out for that long?"

"I guess", Alcatraz said, "I've tried contacting James and the others a few times, but the signal just seems to bounce off the walls in this place."