Godead

XX

Blair looked to the side, peeling back the shower curtain before jumping out, grabbing her M16 before bolting from the bathroom butt naked. She ran down the hallway, quickly hurrying out to the living room.

"What's going on!?" she asked. As the others tensely stood around the room, Blair froze, looking down as Michelle and Stacy lay motionless on the floor of the back porch, a pool of blood steadily growing around them.

"Blair!" Claude replied, briefly blushing as he looked over to her. "It... It happened so fast! We were all in the living room when we heard rustling come from the back porch. Stacy went over to it, and that's when Debra jumped out from nowhere. She grabbed Stacy, and suddenly, Michelle ran toward her. She tried to save her, but Debra killed them both," he explained. Blair looked around.

"...Where's Misty!?" she asked.

"Debra took Misty and ran back to the house up yonder. Then Charlene and Abby rushed after 'em," Travis explained, pointing to the house off in the distance. Blair hurried to the back porch, peering through the broken glass door toward the house.

"...Damn! We have to go after them!" Blair exclaimed.

As Claude and Travis grabbed their weapons, Blair ran outside, completely naked as the three ran across the grassy field. They hurried their way toward the house, taking what felt like forever to get there. The grass crunched beneath Blair's bare feet, the girl tightly gripping her rifle with one hand. Upon arrival, they stopped at the back of the property, catching their breath as they carefully surveyed the residence.

The house before them stood two stories tall, its wooden panels warped and faded as yellow paint peeled from the walls. As they noticed bloody footprints in the grass, the trio followed the tracks, soon reaching the front door of the property. They warily stood before it, Claude and Travis at either side as Blair stood nude between them, ass and assault rifle exposed. The boys briefly glanced at her, slightly embarrassed as Blair gave a blush.

"...Misty!?" she shouted, waiting as insects chirped off in the distance.

"...Charlene!? Abby!?" Claude shouted, getting no reply.

As the three slowly approached the entrance, they stepped onto the porch, realizing the front door was ajar. Blair hesitated, heart pounding as she looked to Claude and Travis.

"...Stay alert," she said, the two nodding as Blair crept forward. She took a deep breath, raising her rifle before pushing the door open with it.

As it slowly creaked open, the darkness of the house revealed itself. The three stepped inside, warily looking around as they entered the living room.

"...Misty!?" Claude shouted.

As the house stood silent, the three continued further inside, changing rooms as they soon entered the dining room. Upon arrival, they paused, grimly looking down at the ground.

"...Wonder who they is?" Travis asked, spotting two corpses.

"Probably Al and Beverly. Michelle said they were Debra's parents," Blair replied.

Just then, a shot rang out from above, breaking through the ceiling and striking Travis in the head. The boy dropped to the floor, the others tensing up as they looked to the roof. As a creepy child's laugh echoed through the house, Blair cringed, swiftly raising her rifle before opening fire. After several rounds, her weapon stopped, clicking as she looked to it in fright.

"Damn! Out of bullets!" Blair said, quickly throwing her rifle down in frustration. She then looked to the floor, weakly frowning as she noticed the boy on the ground. "...Travis...," she said sadly, bending over before retrieving his old hunting rifle.

As Blair cautiously raised her weapon, she navigated the house, still dripping wet as she continued through the corridors alongside Claude. After several moments, the two arrived at a stairwell, warily looking up the dark stairs.

"...Ladies first?" Claude joked. Blair gave a weak smile.

"Very funny," she replied nervously.

The two paused, hesitating before carefully climbing the stairs, steps creaking with each move they made. As they reached the top, they stopped, looking around the dark halls surrounding them.

"Damn... can hardly see a thing up here," Blair said.

As the two searched around, a shadowy figure sprung out from the darkness.

"Boo!" it said. Blair and Claude jumped, quickly turning around before giving a sigh.

"...Abby!" Claude said.

"No luck. I chased that little creep Debra up the stairs, but she fired a shot, then jumped out a window in one of the bedrooms," Abby said.

"What about Misty?" Blair asked.

"Deb took the little runt with her, then that moron Charlene jumped out and chased after them," Abby replied, soon raising a brow at the naked Blair. "Umm... woke up in a hurry? You've forgotten your clothes," she said sarcastically.

"...Did you see which way they went?" Blair asked.

"Yeah. Into the woods off to the east," Abby replied.

"We have to hurry after them!" Claude said, the three rushing downstairs before leaving the house.

They ran across the yard, looking around at the thick forest around them.

"...These woods are dense. They could be anywhere inside," Blair said worriedly, still nude as she nervously surveyed their surroundings.

"...Looks like there's some footprints," Claude said, heading into the forest as the three spotted Debra's tracks in the dirt.

They followed them in, continuing as they moved deeper and deeper into the woods. As they neared a thicket of bushes, they stopped, looking to the ground in frustration.

"...Damn. The tracks end here," Blair said.

"Ah, well. Looks like the little twerps are dead. Time to head back," Abby said casually.

"Abby!" Claude said.

"We can't give up so quickly. They must be around here somewhere," Blair replied.