The Coming Of Hell

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I woke up from yesterday, I look over at the luminescent clock and it reads 3:34 am, "damn" I whisper trying not to wake up Stacy, my little sister sleeping on the far left of the bed and and so I decide to get up and move off the wool sheets and to make some breakfast for myself. I wonder over to the kitchen yawning and wiping my eyes, as I stumble into the kitchens wood flooring I turn the lights on and I get some eggs and turn the burner on. I spot Stacy stumble into the kitchen,
" sorry I didn't mean to wake you up"I say quietly like it's a library
" no its fine, what are u making" Stacy says to me quietly
I watch as she wonders onto the bar stool in front of me on stove and yawns she then proceeds to place her head on the counter top,
"hey stace onions or cheese in your omelet? " I ask
"both" Stacy says grinning,
"good answer" I say smiling back.
I serve Stacy her omelet and I walk around her and join her on the bar stool next to her and start on my omelet. I hear tons of helicopters go across the sky close to the buildings. I take my plate and I walk over to the window and I see helicopters but I realize that they say U. 's army on the sides,
" what the.." I say being interrupted, an explosion in the distance and it shakes the whole building. I drop my plate and it breaks on the floor with a shatter but it's blocked out with the noises of more helicopters coming out of the sky. Stacy swiftly joins me at the window and I look over worried, she has an astonished and afraid face. Are awkward silence is interrupted with a pounding on the door, I walk over and I open the door and I realize it's are neighbor that lives next to us and he rush in past me and slams the door shut and puts a chair in front of the door. I look over at him and in the dim light of the kitchen I see him and he's covered in blood, and I realize he has a scrap on his arm and with one more long awkward silent stare I realize some one or somthing bit him and it looks like the other two men I saw earlier yesterday with both had similar scrapes,
" hey man help me please, my wife my wife.. " he studders, " she attacked me" he says with a afraid expression and he's crying
" so where is your wife" I ask stepping back
" dead" he says quietly while breaking down on the floor crying
I watch as he lays down like his legs aren't working anymore. I watch as his skin turns from a warm tan to a grayish and his face slowly started getting skinner like it was decaying. His eyes became darker, I step back, and darker, I step back once more until I'm touching the metal black door that's cold to the touch, his eyes are pitch black and I watch his hands from them self longer, the man moans in pain, they grow longer until jagged black tips are out of the end forming long pointy triangles, he moans in agony again as he starts spazing on the ground in a sezsiure. I quickly run over to Stacy to protect her from it or him, not sure what to think anymore just that I have to protect my younger sis from it. Adrenaline kicks in.
I quickly grab the newest thing with happens to be the broken plate on the floor near Stacy's feet. Stacy clings on to me in fear,
"Calvin.. What's happening" she asks quietly in my ear from behind. I look behind me at her scared expression that's still staring at the man who's lying on the floor lifeless. Until Stacy looks up at me,
"hey state calm down there's problem some exp... " I'm interrupted with a angry lifeless man pounce on me, I shift so he doesn't scrap me with his long boney fingers he picks his lips with his abnormally long tung and pins me down on the ground with his body weight and it nooks the wind out of me and I look over to my left near the window where the shards are and I pick up another shard with my left hand quickly and I jab him in the chest hard with both shards with nocks him over and I push the man up and I quickly get up and jump over to stacy and I grab her delicate hand and pull her with me over to the kitchen and grab a knife I was making the omelets with. The man grows in a plan and cry a skretch
That's loud and Stacy covers her ears. The man gets up and runs into the counter trying to grab at us like we are food. I stab him in the hand with the knife and the. Man doesn't seem to phase with pain or anything. I turn the burners on the stove onto high and as the surface heats up the man tumbles over the bar and falls in front of us on the floor. As Stacy clings onto the back of my shirt and I can feel her trembling behind me, I step back as the man gets back to his feet I jab him with the knife in the throat, trying to end this as soon as possible, but the man just stares at me with lifeless eyes and continues to stumble after me with the knife hanging out of his throat, I stand there paralyzed with fear staring into his life least eyes,
" Calvin" I hear stacy scream
I snap out of it and I push him into the burner and I push the knife all the way through his neck into the burner. I smell the flesh start to melt with makes a putrid smell enough to make me gag. I cover my nose and put an arm around Stacy who is clinging on to me with a very tight grip, I run across the room pulling Stacy with me to the door when the man starts to recover and he pounces at Stacy's leg but misses by an inch. I open the door and look down the hall way and see people laying on the ground in a bloody mess I see the organs ripped out and splattered around the hall way making a trail down the stairs. I quickly pull Stacy's head into my shirt protecting her from the awful sights of the women or man. I huddle with Stacy with an awkward hug as I get closer to the stairs to go down passing the fresh blood bleeding into the carpet and down the stairs. As I step one by one down the steps with Stacy I hear the moan of the man getting closer to the stairs, I know I have to act fast so I quickly pick up my fragile sister and bring her down the stairs,
" stace keep your eyes shut" I say quietly to her as we enter the bottom
"ok" she says in a shaky voice and I can see the tears running down her face as she says it. I put her down at the bottom of the stairs, I free in place as I see people, men women and children in piles lying on the floor gutted and there heads torn apart,
" help" I hear in a quite voice from across the room. I look over at stace hoping she didn't hear the voice, I watch as tears roll down her face with eyes wide open staring across the room at a dismembered boy who has no legs with were torn of his body and dragged a few feet away from him,
" where's mommy" he says staring directly at stace with tears also rolling down his face. I watch as stace hits the floor sobbing with her one eye
Into her palm of her hands,
" this isnt real" stace says quietly over and over again in her palms. I watch for a second until I hear a distinctive moan echoing down the stairs. I pick up stace who is still chanting into her hands, I put her on my back and run to the exit jumping over the blood red people and the the maroon carpets, passing the boy and fighting to survive as something inside me shatters.

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