Shell

Chapter 16: Crisis Aversion

(Shell will have different routes at later dates, a vote between my close friends decided that the 'Internal Affairs' route be written first. The other routes will start at this point when they are written.)

Me and Kyle spotted a lone hotel on the side of the rode after having Kyle track Caren's magical energy or whatever the hell you wanna call it to the hotel. We made our way to the gate and saw that a military Humvee was parked just outside the entrance.

"You check out the Humvee, I got the door." Kyle said to me as he created a black long bow and aimed it at the door.

I ran up to the Humvee and searched it thoroughly finding out it belonged to the Nazis having found numerous red armbands and other related things.

"Nazis bro." I called out to Kyle.

"Thought so, they must be here for Caren's sword." He replied walking up to the vehicle making his bow disappear. "Ready to go in? Whatever is in there probably isn't natural in the slightest alright?"

"Roger that" I said steeling myself for what was inside.

We went to the door and got into a breach position, I put hand on the door handle as Kyle created a silver sword that gleamed brilliantly in the setting sun. Kyle nodded and I swung open the door as we both rushed in ready to meet the enemy, however we were only greeted by an empty main hall.

"Wait, is this a hotel or a fucking mansion?" I asked.

"Hmmm, I wonder. Caren may have a witch with her, we'll have to be extra careful alright?"

"Alright, lets keep going then."

We proceeded to the giant staircase that spit off at the top into two different hallways.

"Split up?" I asked sarcastically.

Kyle only looked at me with a 'Really?' look on his face. We took the path on the right and continued down the halls for sometime. They seemed almost endless and brought a whole new meaning to 'its bigger on the inside'. Glancing at Kyle's sword every now and again I began to feel cold and a little sad whenever I looked at it.

"So is there a story to that sword or is this place just trying to mess with me?"

"Yeah, I bet you feel a little cold just looking at it don't ya?" Kyle replied keeping his focus on the halls in ahead of us.

"Yeah you could say that."

"Well this sword's name is Clarent."

"And that supposed to mean anything?"

"Its the sword of King Arthur's son, Mordred. It's also the sword that dealt Arthur a fatal blow."

"So wait you met the King Arthur?"

"A story for another day, come on I see an intersection ahead."

We came up to the intersection and looked down the halls they led down, three of them led to more endless hallways while one led to a staircase to the upper floor. Both of us choosing the stairs we started up them and I got the middle section before the next set before a red droplet fell on my cheek from the ceiling. I looked up and saw a disturbing sight, a man had been flayed and strung up by dark wires and had been practically skinned, the only part of his body with skin on it still was his head which had been pierced from his jaw through his skull by one of the wires locking his face into that of anguish. I motioned to Kyle at what I saw, he looked up.

"We definitely have a witch on our hands." he said.

We continued up the stairs arriving on the second floor and as we got their we began to hear a song being sung somewhere. It was a captivating song and I began to wander forward before being grabbed by Kyle.