Deranged ~ Larry Translation

Chapter Seven

Louis' Point of View

"We have to escape," I whispered, tears rolling down my cheeks. I was so scared, I felt like I was going to pass out.

"What's your plan then?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't know! I just don't want to be here any longer," I looked around, cautiously.

"I'm just going to stay here and await death." He sat down and leaned against the wall. I ran a hand through my hair and stared at the end of the tunnel. As things turned to silence, I could hear a faint sound of sirens. 

"Do you hear the sirens?" I asked him. Once I had gotten no answer, I turned around, jumping at the proximity of our faces. "Weren't you just sitting down?" I stared at the long, bloody scar under his left eye, wondering how I hadn't seen it before.

"Yes, and now I'm standing," He smiled, but it soon faded when he realized the sirens were becoming louder and louder. I glanced over my shoulder, the red and blue lights flashing at the end of the tunnel. "What the hell?" He whispered. Suddenly, the car flashed its beams into the tunnel and I almost thought for sure I had become blind.

"It's help!" I told Harry, covering my eyes from the light.

"No it isn't" He stated, grabbing my wrist and dragging me deeper into the tunnel.

"Let go of me, Harry! They came to save us!" I shouted at him. His grip only tightened as I glanced to see what was in front of him. I had never seen a thing like this. It looked like two parts in a tunnel, one side was darkness, and the other was light. On the dark side stood the monsters, the demons, the creatures. On the light side, stood two human beings facing fear nad pure reality.

I couldn't find the voice in me to speak up. I watched as a pale white hand slowly appeared from the darkness, reaching out to grab Harry and I. "Come," The voice whispered in such a non-human tone. I glanced at Harry, his eyes still fixed on the hand. I could tell he was going to reach for it.

"Harry, d-don't-" I was cut off by a human voice shouting behind us.

"Put your hands up where I can see them!"

My eyes widened as I turned around and slowly raised my hands. A flashlight was shone on us and I panicked once again. Harry didn't turn around; he only stared at the darkness.

"Harry," I whispered, nudging him; he didn't budge at all. He curled his fists and began to breathe heavily.

"Turn around and put your hands up, boy!" The officer shouted, harshly. Harry didn't obey the officer's order. His eyes were shut tight and he roughly spoke up.

"Why don't you c'mere and cuff me. After all, I am who you are looking for."

My eyes widened and I watched the officer shake his head. "Why don't you listen to me and put your hands up?"

"I can't," Harry gritted his teeth. The officer had no choice but to raise his gun and take small, cautious steps toward us. He spoke some code into his walkie talkie and continued to get closer.

"Turn around," The officer demanded. He stood in front of me, pointing his gun at Harry's bare back-which appeared to have many scratches all around. Now that everything was bright and I could fully see, I had noticed small tattoos on his upper arm.

"What if I don't?" Harry asked.

"I am fully loaded with a taser and a gun. I suggest you do as I say."

"Can I feel the taser? Guns don't affect me that much anymore." He carried so much sarcasm, it was starting to freak me out, as weird as it sounded.

"Watch your mouth!" The officer snapped, causing Harry to tilt his head as he continued on staring into the darkness.

"They say your name is, Rob," Harry chuckled. "You have two children and you are divorced because you were caught in bed with some twenty year old girl."

I quietly gasped and the officer didn't hesitate to take out his handcuffs. He attempted to grab Harry's wrists but he couldn't quite catch them, as for Harry was playing the childish game. "Don't fucking touch me," Harry growled, spinning around and throwing a punch to the officer's face.

"Harry, you're gonna get us arrested!" I yelled, backing away.

"Shut the hell up, Louis!" He sent me the most deadliest glare and I felt so vulnerable, hearing his loud voice bounce off the tunnel walls and continue its echo. I watched as he pulled out the taser from the officer's belt. He stared at it and smirked. Before I could as what he was doing with it, he somehow knew to work it and placed it against the officer's neck. He smiled evilly, watching as the body shook.

I furrowed my eyebrows. He grabbed the gun before he dragged the body through the darkness. All of the non-human noises rang in my ear and I couldn't get them out. It was as if instead, my mind was creating the obnoxiously disgusting sounds.

Harry appeared in front of me and smirked. "He's long gone."

As if this nightmare couldn't get any worse, I heard more faint sirens. "C'mon," He grabbed a hold of my wrist again and pulled me into the dark. He covered my mouth and shushed me, awaiting for the next victims to enter. I closed my eyes, feeling warm hands play with stands of my hair. I knew they weren't Harry's hands. He had one on my waist and the other on my mouth.

Why were they messing with me and not Harry?

I shuddered at the feeling of an insect crawling through my hair. I attempted to thrash out of Harry's grip, but it was too tight this time. "Ignore them and they will leave," Harry whispered in my ear. I nodded and stopped fighting.

"Here's his gun and his taser . . ." The voices grew close and I tensed. "Is your flashlight on?"

"Yes, but it is still too dark," The other officer replied before he grumbled, "Dammit, it died."

"F-F-lesh," An indescribable voice whispered so only Harry and I could hear. Harry quietly chuckled and warned me to stay put. I could no longer feel his presence but only the boney fingered creatures surrounding me in the dark. Where did that dang lantern disappear at?

"Hey!" I heard Harry's voice shout throughout the tunnel and I immediately understood what he was doing.

"You shouldn't be in here!" Another voice-I'm guessing an officer- shouted back. "Let's go. We will take you home."

"I don't have a home," Harry replied.

I blocked the voices and focused on the creature whispering in my ear. "Y-you, f-f-lesh."

I coward away, trying not to make a sound. They started to touch my hair again, but this time they tightly gripped onto it and started pulling.

"Ow," I whispered, not wanting to touch the creature's warm hand. I tried to back away, but I stopped when I felt a fingernail dig into my arm before I was pushed out of the darkness. I tripped over my feet and landed on the ground.

I glanced up and saw the two officers jogging over to me with concern. "Are you okay?"

"We are going to help you."

My eyes trailed over to Harry and he smirked. "Nobody can save you from the dark," Harry stated as he walked toward them. And just as I was about to stand up, I felt two hands wrap around my ankles, dragging me back into the darkness. I screamed in horror, trying to stop them from pulling me in any further. I heard the two officers frantically run after me, disappearing into the darkness as the creatures attacked them.

This time, I was quick when I stood up. I ran through the darkness until I could finally see. Harry stood there, leaning against the wall with a nasty smirk still plastered on his face. I was too shaken up from what had just happened.

"You have to feed them flesh or else they will feast on ours."