Deleterious : Dreamlands

Slaughterhouse pt.2

"You aren't able to read or tell time in a dream. Instead, words and numbers all appear to be blurry or illegible."

Oliver and Alex continue to run for their lives from the strange beast behind them. The beast squeals and grunts in anger as it blindly chases after them, swinging around it's blood stained cleaver in rage. Their footsteps echo throughout the long, dark hallway as they desperately look for a way out. The monster begins to make progress on getting closer and closer to them. Finally, they come across a metal door. Oliver quickly reaches out and opens it, allowing them to enter the new room. He slams the door shut behind him and and locks it quickly. On the other end, the beast continues to squeal as it slams it's grotesque body against the door, desperately attempting to open it. Soon, the noises subside and the monster disappears. Out of breath, Oliver looks over at Alex who is violently shaking in terror and gasping for air from what had just happened. Her eyes are wide and chaotic.
"W-What the hell was that thing?!" She cries.

"I-I don't know. It looked kinda like a butcher, but it's head was a pig's head." Oliver stutters in bewilderment. "It was a freaking mutant."

Alex takes in some deep breaths, trying to calm down. "We need to get out of here." She says. "We need to find out what the hell is going on."

"Good idea. We need to make it out alive." Oliver replies. They both begin to look around the new room they had entered. The room is large and rather clean. The floors are back and white tiles and the walls are covered in hundreds of newspaper clippings. Oliver walks over to one of the walls to investigate the clippings. They are all faded and the pages are yellowed with age.

One of the headlines reads:
'Local butcher is arrested for serving human flesh in his shop'

Oliver gapes at the headline in surprise and continues to look at the other clippings.

"Local Butcher is driven mad by unknown causes..."

" Six children have mysteriously gone missing this week. Officers are currently on the lookout to find them..."

Oliver motions for Alex to go over and look. They both read headline after headline and they progressively get worse and worse.

"Local butcher is found dead in his shop with a pig's head in place of his own. Whatever caused this is unknown at the moment but officers are still looking in on the case."

"wow..." Alex whispers. "This is crazy..."

"Yeah...And what's crazier is that the headlines said that the butcher was found dead...and we just saw him alive." Oliver adds.

Alex puts a hand to her head and sighs. "I've seen all of this before...This stuff is so similar to my nightmares... it's beginning to worry me." She says.

"How long ago did you dream about all of this?" Oliver asks her.

"Like a few days ago." She replies. "They were the reason why I'm losing sleep. They keep getting worse and worse every time I fall asleep and they all seemed so real, too."

"If this was in one of your nightmares, did you escape? If so, do you remember how you escaped?" Oliver asks.

"As a matter of fact, I vaguely remember. There was another door in this room and I went through it. It lead into another hallway which then lead into a large kitchen area. That's when I woke up from the dream." Alex replies.

"Alright, let's go see if we can get out of here. Why don't you lead the way since you dreamed about this." Oliver says.

"Ok" Alex replies and begins to lead Oliver over to a new doorway in the corner of the room. The door is old and wooden with a shiny metallic grey knob. Alex opens the door and leads them into a long hallway. The two of them walk  down the hall for at least five minutes until they come across the large kitchen Alex had mentioned earlier. A row of ovens line a wall and a sink covered in old blood rests in a corner. The tile floors are covered in dried blood as well. A single light glows dimly from the ceiling and more kinds of knives hang from hooks on the walls.
Oliver and Alice look around for awhile in wonder, when suddenly a familiar rattling noise fills the air.
The two of them look around frantically for a place to hide while the noises grow louder and closer.Alex points to a closet and they rush over to it, quickly stepping inside. Oliver closes the door behind them just as the butcher enters the room, still wielding a huge meat cleaver and a long metal chain. It stands in the middle of the kitchen with it's head tilted to the side, listening for any kind of sound. Oliver and Alex watch in silence as the butcher walks around, it's jaw dangling limply with every jerky move it makes.

"We need to get out of here." Oliver whispers to Alex.

"How? It'll hear us if we try to go anywhere." Alex whispers back. "We should just wait until it goes away."

"But what if it doesn't go away?" Oliver asks.

"It has to go away eventually." Alex replies.

They turn their attention back to the butcher, but it has disappeared.

"See? I told you-" Alex begins but the closet doors burst open as the butcher roars in anger, blindly swinging the cleaver around. Alex and Oliver both duck out of the way and Oliver pushes the butcher into the wall. The two of them run for their lives, with Alex in the lead. She leads Oliver to a small square door. She quickly opens it to see a chute that leads into a pit of darkness.

"Jump in!" she yells, and Oliver does as he says and jumps into the chute and falls into a pit of darkness. Alex goes to jump in after him but the butcher manages to grab onto her ankle and begins to drag her away from the small door. Alex kicks and screams, thrashing about trying to break out of the beast's iron grip as it drags her further and further away. She reaches onto a counter top and grabs onto a small, sharp knife. She swings it across the butcher's leg and the grotesque beast screams and grunts in pain as blood begins to flow from the fresh deep wound. The butcher lets go of her ankle to pull the knife out of it's leg. Alex scrambles to her feet and runs over to the chute, not hesitating to jump inside and free-fall into the pit of darkness...