The Art of Death Vol I

Chapter 30 (Part 3)

We ran to the room where Naomi was in, as we heard the Dusk slam on the door and screech loudly, wanting our blood.

"What the fuck is going on?!?" Naomi greeted us, obviously worried.

"Your boy Oliver here fucked things up by shootin' one of dem Dusks!" Jeffrey hollered at her, informing her of my fucked up mistake. She turned to me with her eyes widened, and gave me a look, then shot back to him.

"People make mistakes! You don't have to be mean to him about it!" She defended me. That's a shock considering this mistake was a huge one.

"This mistake c us! Young lady, it could've killed you!" He snapped back at her. 

"You don't know shit about survival you fucking inbred-" She started snapping at him, but then I cut her off.

"Guys, guys, cool it, I fucked up, I know, but we need a plan," I informed them.

"Kid is right about that- we do need a plan," Jeffrey agreed with me, while Naomi quietly agreed with me. 

"Hear that? The sound stopped on the other side.." I noted. 

"Good we can go back down there, and Naomi, since you know so fuckin' much you lead the way," Jeffrey informed us, with a sarcastic tone at the end.

"Fine, I will," She spat back at him, even more sarcastic. 

We opened the door, as I looked down in the deep depths of the basement, I didn't hear any sound from the Dusk being made. I did hear a few creaks and the normal stuff.. Which could mean it was nearby. We had to be careful and be ready.. Who knows where it was. I was so fucking stupid for doing that. I should've let that unappreciative bastard die instead of saving him. We could've stole all of his weapons, and more food, shelter for awhile, that stuff. But nope, I had to be the idiot to save the biggest jack ass in this situation. It bothered me more because Naomi could've been killed. She is a fragile woman to me.. She is the light in my heart that keeps me going, without her, I'm nothing. She is the best thing to happen to me in my entire pointless existence. Love is such a confusing thing.. But she did make me feel it. I wish I she knew how I felt, or at least had a small inclination of it.. She has an alluring and angelic body.. I sometimes had dirty thoughts about her.. What she would look like naked, and my naked body touching her, as I felt her whole body upwards... What I would do to her.. How I would fondle and caress  those soft, thick breasts of hers.. How I would lick and twist her nipples, how she would moan in pleasure. I wondered if she would've liked that, if she would get turned on by it..  

 I didn't care about this fucking sexist pig whatsoever, his views on women and society in general sickened me. This guy was a fucking psychopathic germ on this world; that needed to be rid of immediately. People like him need to be destroyed. They never learn the values of humanity, and never think twice before making you feel like a worthless, dog-shit of a person. I want to kill this fucker now... 

We dwelt deeper inside the basement, as we heard more loud noises, alerting us to where this fucking thing was. We heard the occasional hiss, but other than that nothing.. 

We were in there for what felt like hours, but realistically speaking it was 45 minutes, then we saw it. The Dusk sitting there, looking straight at us. Naomi made the mistake of shooting at it. 

"No Naomi don't!" I hollered at her, as Jeffrey repeated the same words, like an echo of what I just yelled. The bullet absorbed into it's skull, then projected back at us, hitting Jeffrey in the head. Jeffrey fell to the ground, instantly covered in his own vile blood and brains. Oh well, I don't have to kill this piece of shit anymore.  Naomi stood in shock and horror, as I did the same. We both looked at the thing, as it seemed mutate. The Dusk got on its hind legs, as tentacles protruded out of its sides and back, the things head expanded into a human like state, and the rest of it's body did the same.. When it finished, I was shocked, as it transformed into what looked like The Stalker we saw back in Las Vegas.. The thing howled and screeched, louder and more inhuman than we could ever imagine; it's 4 tentacles jutted outwards at us, we had no choice but to engage with it.  

"Follow my lead!" I hollered at Naomi, before she could, the fucking disgraceful thing grabbed me, with one of it's tentacles. The tentacles eyes didn't seem to develop yet. Interesting, this thing was still blind. Naomi then grabbed my machete that fell into the uneven ground, and sliced the tentacle off with ease, as black sludge like blood leaked, then poured out of the things wound, and painted my entire body with it's repugnant, fetid substance. The thing growled and fell backwards. 

"You okay?!?" She hollered worryingly.

"Not a time to ask this!" I yelled back, as she was obviously distracted, as the fucking thing targeted her next. Before it grabbed her, I quickly whisked her out of the way of it's disgusting, red, veiny, tentacle. The thing seemed to look around, as it couldn't find an exact location of us. As we hid we behind it, as it was still oblivious to us, with it's still useless tentacles trying to seek us out. I drove my machete into one tentacle, as the same disgusting substance dripped out, I then ripped the tentacle off from that point, as more of that black substance sprayed everywhere, then I sliced it entirely off, while the thing had fallen backwards, trying to regain it's strength in an effort to destroy us. I washed my face off of the substance it basically buried me and Naomi with, as it seemed to aggressively looked at us then shriek louder than before, almost rupturing out ears. Naomi then sprinted up to it.

"Naomi- NO!" I screamed at her, but she ignored me. The fucking abominable creature grabbed her with one of it's two tentacles left, and started choking her. I tried to hit it repeatedly with my machete, but the thing wouldn't stop, as it's tentacle seemed to bulge and strengthen, it started draining the life out of her.. Then I saw it.. The other tentacle just flopping around uselessly, I instinctively saw the opportunity, and sliced it cleanly off of the creature, as the foul blood flooded all of the ground and machete. The thing released it's hold on Naomi, and dropped her to the ground, as the thing shrieked in pain. Seizing the moment, as it was distracted, I threw my blade at Naomi, she caught it, and then sliced the last tentacle off of it, without much trouble, the blood painted everything, as it stained our clothes and the immediate vicinity. The odious thing then squealed and wailed, in an effort to survive. Naomi ended it by jamming the machete deep in it's skull, as more blood spewed outward, it fell to the ground. 

We didn't waste anytime leaving the basement. I quickly searched Jeffrey's dead corpse, and grabbed the key card for the door.  I grabbed Naomi's hand, forcefully moving her out of here. We got out of the basement, and locked the doors behind us.

"Are you okay?" I instantly asked Naomi, still catching my breath. 

"I am if you are," She responded. Such a weird thing to say, but she seemed okay, as her entire body was drenched in that foul liquid. 

"I am," I assured her.

"Well, there's a bathroom I found.. And running water.. Jeffrey did work hard at that," She admitted to me, then continued, "It has a weird odor to it- but it get's it done." 

"Must be a huge water supply around here. Interesting," I noted.

"Probably, I did look around, most rooms were locked, but I did noticed what the panel beside the door said- one of them informed me of a water supply, that could supply people with over a 150 years of water- with a group of 12 people," She informed me

"Cool, we can both take a shower," I told her. She agreed but she decided to go first. I sat on the couch for what seemed like forever.. Then Naomi popped into the living area.