The boy has been hiding in the wall, the only thing keeping the boy safe was a blanket covering there hold, for the last few minutes. The boy is hoping that he was not seen, the hold is big enough just for one, no more than that, looking around, the boy saw a crack, he was smart enough to fit into it, but the crack went nowhere. The boy climbed down from the crack, he was just sitting there waiting to be found. There was a noise, it sounds like pots and pans falling down. The boy was trying to slow his breathing down, he heard people talking, but he could not make it out, someone walked past the wall. Then one of them screamed "oh! Shit, for the love of god, run!!! They're coming". The boy knew that could only mean one thing, the monsters are coming; the boy could see out from the blanket, one of the men ran past the blanket, also four legs. The creature also ran past; the creature coughed at the man, the boy was able to see the blood pouring down the floor. The boy was trying so hard not to scream, he decided to climb up into the crack, after that the blanket moved, there was a man in the hold, the boy was terrified, the man was barely fitting into the hold, the boy was wondering what he should do, kill the man or let him stay till one of the creatures get him. The boy did not know what to do, if the creature gets him then there creature may get him too, the boy needed to do something quick before something terrible happened. The man was breathing very heavy, the man was trying to calm down, but it was not working. The boy knew that if the man was not able to calm his breathing the boy needed to put the man down. A few minutes passed the man was breathing normally and there was no sound from the creatures, the boy decided to let the man live. After about 30 minutes have passed with no sound, the man moved the blanket, very slowly, the boy looked at the man doing this, thinking "you are going to die and get me killed too". But nothing happened, that really pissed the boy off, the man put his head out, then the head was gone, the blanket was ripped off and the creature took their rest of the body with it. The boy now could not even climb down, the creature would definitely catch him, now the only thing the boy could do is wait till night fall. The creatures were scared of the monsters that come out at night. The Boy was getting tired, he was thinking of coming down to rest, but he knows that the creatures are still out there. As he was thinking that one of the creatures put their nose in to the hold, there was blood dripping down from the creatures nose, it was sniffing, the creature now put his whole head into the hole, the boy covered his mouth with his hands, the creature looked right at the Boy, growled then head-butt the crack, the boy was trying to stay calm, the creature was now scratching at the crack, the boy was crying, knowing that this is properly the end for him. He took out the switchblade from his pocket, the crack broke, the rocks fell on top of the creatures head with the boy following, as the boy fell he put the blade right in the eye of the creature, he wrapped his arm around the creature's head and repeatedly stabbed the creature in the side, the creature finely stopped moving. The boy could finally rest; he can use the creature's body to hide under. The boys legs was cut, it must've been from the fall, moving the creatures body a bit, to look around to see where the sun is in the sky, looking at it, only a hour or two till night fall, but the boy could not stay here, as these creatures all hunt in packs, there will be one coming soon, the boy could not stay waiting here, he kicked the body back took the blanket putting it back on the hooks inside of the hole, the boy will try to stay in the hole till nightfall, the boy heard the creatures running about, it sound like the creature was just on the other side of the blanket. The boy waited for two hours till he heard the noise. The high screech, the boy needed to cover his ears from the noise, the boy heard the creatures run away from the monsters, the boy moved the blanket very slowly just to be able to see a bit outside. Outside was a thing that stood like a man, moved like a man, but had all black scales and bat like wings; the monster flew down grabbing one of the creatures, with its feet flying up into the sky then letting the creature fall down, to hit the ground below, the monsters kill the creatures to eat them, it's easier to kill them first. The boy moved out from behind the blanket, the monsters don't like human meat, they will not attack them. The boy moved slowly knowing that, he will not be attacked, but he is terrified of being attacked. The boy walked down the corridor, looking down at the floor below, there was so many dead creatures, there was blood covering the court yard. As the boy was walking down the corridor one of the monsters came flying into the corridor, landing right in front of him, the boy was glue there with fear, not moving but trying to run away from the monster. It moved closer to the boy, started to sniffed the boy; the monster was walking around the boy. The boy was so happy he did not eat anything today; as if he did it would not still be in him anymore. The monster was walking around him; the boy slowly put his hand onto the switchblade in his pocket, he slowly took out, but then the monster walked passed him, the boy bead a sigh of relief, he continued walking, finding the staircase, the boy did not know what to do next he did not think he would get this far. On the staircase was bits of the people who were after him, there was blood all over the walls, with bits of bones down the stairs, the boy saw a old revolver at the bottom off the stairs, he ran down picking the revolver up, there was four shelves still in it, the boy has never shot or even used a gun before, looking around he saw a machete, the blade was good, the boy started to go through the bits of bodies, looking for useful things. After going through them all, with the revolver and the machete, he found more shelves for the revolver, Flint, a wet stone, three full water skins and painkillers. The boy was shocked with his finds, moving down to the bottom off the staircase, walking out into the courtyard, the blood was thick and difficult to walk in, the boy was looking up the whole time to see where the monsters are, they were just circling around, the boy needed to move and find somewhere to hide, for the next few weeks, till winter comes, there was just broken and falling skyscrapers for miles. The boy stood looking around at the broken down skyscrapers, thinking walking on the surface or on the ground or even going building to building. The boy did not want to decide, but this time the boy, has weapons to defend himself if anyone or anything tries to attack. The boy walked over to the closest falling skyscraper, breaking the window to climb in, and the glass was very hard it took the boy about half an hour hitting the glass with the butt off the revolver, it finally cracked then shattered. The boy was walking around he needed to get into a room that shows no sign that anyone was there inside, walking down the wall of the downed tower, the boy was trying to find a door with no signs that there is someone or something inside there. The boy could not find anything at all. The boy knew he would need to get to the next floor up, finding the fire escape, there was no door there, and the boy climbed in then made his way up through the floors. The sun was rising, by the time the boy fell asleep, after finding a room on the top floor, there was some old food there. The boy awoke many hours later, not by himself but from a back, it sound like glass breaking, the boy ran out looking to see all of the glass from the windows smashed, inwards on the floor. The boy grabbed his supplies made his way out, it was the middle of the day, and the boy was trying to hear if there were any things around him, nothing the boy could hear anything at all. The boy was still tired, the boy needs to find somewhere better to hide out, and more importantly food, with only enough water for a few more days, it was getting scary, but the boy has been in worse conditions then this, with that he was thinking of the past with that man, that horrible abusive man, he slapped himself in the face, took out the revolver to make sure there was still six rounds in it. The boy was looking down the streets, trying to pick which one would be better to go down, then from behind him one of the skyscrapers fell down, hitting the street, the boy was running but when the skyscraper hit the ground, it was like a earthquake, there was falling glass everywhere, pieces of scrap metal flying, the boy was on the ground, trying to move his body, when. The boy was dreaming of the old days with his family before it happened, the days he spent on the beach with his friends and the few special times he kiss that girl. The boy was not fully awake yet but he could hear a woman singing, it was beautiful, the boy was still coming around, the singing was getting louder, but still more magical. The boy was trying to open his eyes, he taught he saw a woman, a naked woman, the boy jumped up, then he realised, what was going on. It was a green woman, half of her body was of a woman, and the lower part was made of roots, shoots and vines. Her skin was a light green with the plan parts completely green; the boy could remember that man telling him about the green women, those stories kept the boy awake all night. The green woman noticed he was awake; moving over gracefully, to him the woman was looking at him, she was not saying anything, there was a big smile on her face, the woman slipped away and started singing again, the boy tried to move, there was roots wrapped around his arms and legs, the boy could not move at all. There was only one green woman around, the boy was trying to figure out where he was, and it looked like the sewers. The boy saw that on the ground was bones, and they did not look like animal bones. The boy was struggling trying to break free, he didn't notice the green woman, who was back in front of him, and she smacked him with the back of her hand, the force of the hit, broke some of his teeth, he spat one out, the woman returned move around and singing. The Boy was trying to get his hand into his pocket, trying to grab the switchblade, after a few failed attempts; he finally got his hands onto the switchblade. He popped the blade out, and started to cut the routes from his arms, with his left arm free he was able to remove the roots from his legs, and then working on the last one, with that one cut away, the boy was free. He saw some of his stuff on a table near to him; he slowly walked over, taking the revolver up, pulling back the hammer, and pointing it at the green woman, he fired. Shooting the round into the green woman's back, the boy could not believe he was able to fire the gun. The woman was screaming, the boy took the machete leaving the bag with his rations. Ran away through the closest door, the boy found himself on the ground in the sewer systems, he started to run, and straight he could hear the woman coming from behind him, screaming. The boy came to a ladder; he climbed up as fast as he could, and pushing the manhole covers off, climbing out. The boy was frozen; in front of him were five twisted men, then the green woman came flying out, she hit the boy with one of her stems, she then saw the twisted men, they turned around, but for them it was hard to tell which way they were facing, they moved very slowly but when there is food close them they speed up. Within seconds three of the twisted men were on top of the green woman, the boy saw that there was still one root in the hold down, the boy got up with his machete ran over to the opening and cut the route. The woman screamed more then she was already, there was a green liquid coming from the cut, and the boy looked over to see all five of the twisted men on top of the woman, ripping pieces of body, flesh and roots. The boy did not stay around till the end, he ran away. The boy escaped from the city into the forest, the boy knows that there are odd things that live in the forests, and he will need to be careful. The boy found a cave; he fell asleep with no problems. The cave was cold and damp, there was rats running about, the boy awoke a few times in the night with rats nibbling at his shoes. The boy awoke with the full sun hitting his face; it has been so long since the boy had a full night sleep, the rats were a nice change to the other monsters. The boy walked out of the cave, he stopped in mid step, there was a mosquito head, this creature was man size, with two long razor sharp blades for arms, the boy froze, he heard about muscular heads, before but hoped he would not need to fight one, there was many mosquito heads walking around in the Forest, it was starting to get cold, the sun was out, but there was clouds coming in, from the north. The boy walked back into the cave, the cave was not big at all, only a few steps in, the boy sat on the cold ground, hoping the mosquito heads go past soon, the boy was starting to cry, when one of the muscular heads walked into the cave, the boy did not want to use the revolver, he could use the machete, but the muscular heads blades, are most likely sharp. The boy did not want to get into a fight with the mosquito head at all. The creature was slowly walking to him, with its head going back and forth, The Boy took up the machete, when the mosquito head, got right up to the boy, he plunged the machete right into the mosquito heads body, there body's are very thin, the machete went right through and the top part of the mosquito fell off. The boy then in a whole fit of rage started to attack the body, cutting it into pieces; there was green blood, all over the walls of the cave, and over the boy. he decided if this is the end go out fighting, he ran out into the forest, all of the mosquitoes heads were gone, the boy laughed then got sick, there was no food in him, only some water. He just lay down, hoping that something would come along and kill him, some sticks broke in the distance, and the boy jumped up and ran into the Forest. He ran till he could not go any more, his legs were killing him, he needed to eat something. The boy knew that he could not just stand still, he needed to keep moving along, he walked till night fall. He found a car, all of the windows were broken, and the boy was careful taking all of the shards of glass from the inside of the car. He popped opened the car boot, to find more bottles of water, he did not take them, as he knows how dangerous it is to drink still water, but there was a blanket and bag in the boot as well. He slept behind the front seats on the floor with the blanket covering him; He slept the whole night, not waking up once. In the morning he got up moving the blanket very slowly, trying to see outside of the car, he sat up, there was nothing outside. The boy drank nearly a hold water skin, this was the only one that he took from the sewer when the green woman captured him, he was starving, and he needed food. The boy started to walk again he took the blanket with him. The boy came to an old derelict camping site, there was no sign that anyone was around, he did not want to just jump in, and it could be a trap, so the boy waited. After a few hours of nothing, the boy saw a fox walking through the camping site, after seeing that, the boy jumped over the fence and started to walk around, looking for some supplies, after several caravans, he found one with a garden outside, there was plants growing, potatoes, leaks, onions and Swedes. They were not in great condition but they were edible. The boy started to take were the potatoes were growing from, breaking the ground and taking the first one he found, he walked into the house, and washed the potato under the tap, there was water. With the potato clean, the boy took a big bite out of it. It was not the nicest potato he has ever eaten, but by god it was fantastic. The boy stayed, in the caravan for the next three days, eating till he could not take another bite. The boy took as much as the bag could hold. The boy started walking again, he came to apple trees, with the apples still on them, he could not believe his luck, and he found a new bag filling the bag with red juicy apples. The boy was having the best of luck these days, nothing was going wrong, and in fact everything was looking up for a change. The boy found himself beside streets and streets of brand-new houses; there was no sign that they have ever been touched. He walked down the street, there were dead leaves and some trash on the ground but it still looked fresh and new. The Boy saw a deer with its horns so big that the boy did not know how it kept its head up, when the boy came close to the deer, he realised it wasn't a deer, the front part was a deer, with brown fur and the other half was more like a lizard, its tail was long with some spikes going down it. This hybrid creature was not a threat, they did not attack humans, and the boy once saw an old woman looking after one. The boy waved at the hybrid then walked down the street, without a care in the world, he spent only one night there, he left going back into the Forest, for the next few days the boy only saw the hybrids and nothing else, the boy for the first time was happy, that maybe his life was finally going right. Walking along the boy had a feeling that he was not alone anymore; it just felt like there was something watching him, he could not shake off the feeling. The boy stopped, went for his machete, he heard a noise from behind him, the boy moved around, but it was too late, there was a boot in the boys stomach, there was a man in front of him, the boy fell to the ground, the man took the boys machete off him and threw it away, the boy tried to go for the revolver but the man punched him in the head. The boy was on the ground; the man saw the revolver, took it and put it into his own pocket. The boy went then for his switchblade, the boy jumped up, but the man then kicked the boy in the face, the man stood on the boys wrist till he let the switchblade go, the man kicked the switchblade away, the boy was crying, he knew there was nothing he could do but try to run away, the boy started to crawl then when he tried to get up and run, the man placed the machete into the boys head. The boy fell to the ground; the man took the machete up. It was covered in brain and blood. The man kicked the body over, and then started to go through the boy's pockets, taking everything, the man then used the boy's T-shirt to wipe off the blood, the man took the boy's bags, and then walked off, the man was well pleased with his findings taking out one of the juicy red apples from the bag and taking a bite, "oh! That's a nice one".
The End
