Prototype of a Loud

Chapter 9: A Lager Universe Part 2

"We gotta get the fuck out of here!"

"What the fuck was that thing!"

"Some crazy ass kid!"

"That fuckin' thing was no kid!"

"What was it then?!?!"

"Whatever it was it fuckin' ate Barry alive!"

"Think that hooded guy was one of them?"

Teenagers, Ray, Julie, and Helen had just a few days ago, struck what they thought was a small child on the road.

As it turns out, that creature, that thing. It was no child. Whatever it was, it had eaten the fourth member of the group, Berry.

The three survivors of the encounter, had gotten in the car, and drove the hell out of there, once an even larger creature, this one resembling a tall hooded man, fell from the sky.

They had been on the road ever since, stopping at rest stop, after rest stop.

They did not know where they were going, they just knew they had to get away from that demonic white haired boy.

It was about noon, the three were driving on a long deserted highway.

Suddenly their car ran out of gas.

"Oh come on." Helen complained.

"FUCK!" Ray screamed in frustration.

"Maybe we can find some help." Julie suggested.

'We're in the middle of fucking nowhere Julie!" Ray barked back. "Who the fuck is going to help us?!?!"

"How about that guy?" Helen suggested, pointing out the front window.

A few yards in front of the car, stood a man. The man had on a black cowboy hat, black suit, and a red tie.

Ray got out of the car, followed by Julie, and Helen.

"Hey Mr.!" Julie shouted, "Can you help us?"

The man started to slowly walk to the car.

Ray and the others walked ahead to meet him. "You gotta help us man!" Said Ray. "We're trying to get away from this, this fucking kid!"

"A kid?" Said the mysterious man.

"Well it...it, it looks like a kid but... it's not really a kid, it's some kind of fucking monster. He ate my friend Barry!" Ray explained.

"How old was the kid?" The man asked.

"Well he looked to be about 11 but." Ray started. "Like I said, it... it wasn't human, maybe some sort of shape shifting alien or something. I don't know how old it could have been. Maybe centuries."

"So let me get this straight." The man started. "This thing, which looked like a kid, probably some sort of shapeshifting alien, or something like that. It ate your friend and is now after you."

"Yeah that's right."

"Did you do anything to provoke such an attack?"

"No."

"Barry hit him in the head with a rock!" Helen interrupted. "Smashed his skull open."

"You smashed his skull open?" The mysterious man asked.

"Yeah." Said Ray. "But then its head grew back, and that's when it ate Barry."

"And you smashed his head apart because he was attacking you?" The man asked.