Down the alleyway we walked, terror rising up from our chests every time we opened our eyes, dead bodies, old friends, forgotten lifeless neighbors lie dead beneath our feet. Blood whipped across the streets, teeth and nails ripped from the victims as they fought for their young, fought for their lives were strewn among the sidewalks, and the only thing we could do now, was mourn. The deep sorrow within my heart was to much to bare, seeing even the smallest of children, absolutely defenseless, gone from the world.
The strings of my heart were breaking, i fell to my knees right as we arrived at Justins house and wept, for the living, for the dead, for anyone who has witnessed death as i have. Jordan helped me to my feet almost immediately, "we don't have time for your emotions Hayden. We gotta stay alive, stay together." he dragged me and Justin inside and closed the door, he tries the lights but the power was out. "Here." Justin said and tossed Jordan a flashlight then lit a candle and gave it to me, "Search for supplies: food, water, weapons, money, anything you can find that would help." and with that he left to the kitchen. "Hayden come on." Jordan nudged at my shoulder but i was shaking to much and my head was throbbing, i couldn't feel my body i was so horrified with the three deaths i witnessed in so little time.
I snapped into reality as he punched my arm kind of hard, "HAYDEN!" he screamed. "What? We don't know what's happening! Everyone is dying! We can't survive are you kidding?! We're gonna die like the rest of them! Where would we even go if se survive! No one on this planet is alive and if there are why would they help us?!" I fell on the couch and panted from how scared i actually was for a guy who doesn't scare easy. "Hayden! Get your shit together!" Justin yelled from the other room and actually walked in and smacked me, "We're gonna make it, I won't give up on you. I promise." he spoke kinder and gentler than most people would. I relaxed and nodded as he left to go search, i stood and went to search as well. Jordan stayed in the living room, staring out a small part of the window, keeping lookout or planning our escape. Me and Justin gathered as much as we could, we had some food that was completely not going to last: sandwich stuff. We brought some mayo but who needs that shit right? I mean it's only good for a special steak sauce and maybe a BLT, well it's pretty good on a sub sandwich, oh and you need it for egg salad and shit like that. Yeah... I'm gonna continue the story now. So, we also got some flashlights and candles and a couple lighters and matches. Then i went downstairs and i found a little room of weapons in the basement where i actually stole some razors from before. What? My mom took mine! She didn't want me to be cutting myself. Well, i took 3 small guns from there so we could each put one down our pants like awesome people do in the movies, I also took a can of pepper spray, a baseball bat, a big sniper-like gun, and a couple retractable knives.
I put the pepper spray and the knives and lighters in my bag, but i heard something, a faint shriek from outside maybe? No... It sounded way to close. I turned around, holding the weapons to me so i don't drop them, and slowly looked out the door, i heard more silent whispers and faded shrieks coming from everywhere but i was too scared to make my legs run. I stared across the room and saw the light of the upstairs, the door closing slowly but from the wind, i gulped and readied myself. Come on Hayden! Only three feet until you reach the stairs, "Go.." i whisper and run.
As soon as i take the first couple steps the sounds get louder and i hear things run after me, i see creatures grabbing for me, chasing me. "GUYS HELP ME!!" I scream, pure panic in my voice. I sprinted as fast as i could up the stairs and managed to toss my bag and the stuff onto the upstairs floor before being dragged down by the coldness around my ankle. I screamed and scratched at the stairs, grabbing onto the railing and trying desperately to hold on i looked back at something that looked human but had the face of a demon or something horrific of that sort. Justin ran down to the door of the basement and grabbed a gun, he pulled the trigger.
The bullet grazed my cheek, cutting it, but it hit its target. The demon like human thing let go and disappeared from view, the gust of wind told us it ran back downstairs. I stared at the bottom of the stairs and tried to back up more up the stairs but my body was to panicked to cooperate. Justin grabbed my arm and pulled me up then slammed and locked the basement door behind us. "Holy Shit.." Justin said breathlessly as Jordan sprinted in, "Guys..." he was pale as a ghost, not good, "You've gotta see this.." he started walking slowly to Justin's room up in the light house. I grabbed my bag and the weapons then we followed him hesitantly. As i came up the last few steps, i saw Jordan pointing at a city engulfed in flame, the ships of the creatures flying above. As if they were in slow motion the ships dropped unrecognizable bombs upon the broken destroyed city, the bodies of the innocent left... Forgotten. The demons... creatures sent down by the leaders of the beings that were flying the ships, search the city for victims.
"What do they want with us? What do they want..?" i whispered through the sound of trees and buildings tumbling to the ground, the sound of beautiful Aspen, Colorado.. Crumbling into utter nothingness.
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No One Will Survive
عاطفيةHayden Price is a child born at the wrong place, the wrong time. His Dad is Horrid, his mom left, his brothers and his sister are lets say, not the best. His family isn't a family. He get's bullied, teased, beat up, is that the worst? no. The world...
