Heaven's Night

One More Soul to the Call

This was a very strange town.

He knew everything was different. Everything even looked different, but he could not for the life of him think anything other than he was running in circles, doing the exact same thing over and over. The mist was everywhere, blurring the shapes around him into indistinct shadows that his eyes refused to look at for a long time. He had no idea where he was going.

This time he ended up in a hospital, or perhaps the mental asylum? It was hard to tell, nor did he really care. It wasn't like it mattered. Nothing mattered here anymore.

Trying doors over and over. Doorknob after doorknob refusing to budge, their metal innards clicking stubbornly each time he turned. Not the same kind of click as a locked door, but the definite chittering sound that indicated something was terribly wrong and the door was broken. Not that he cared. What did it matter? Nothing mattered anymore. He crossed out the doors on the map anyway.

There were also...things in this town. He had only seen a few of their figures in the fog, but their forms were too twisted for him to think that they were anything human. He always ran from them but he could never shake the feeling that he was being followed and watched.

Another door. This time the knob refused to budge, hitting an entirely natural and normal lock. He'd have to find a key later. He circled this part of the map and was turning to go when he started to hear it. Footsteps, and a low, metallic scraping noise headed for him.

He had no idea how long he had been here. There was no day or night here, just the blur of gray, pitiless darkness. It must have been days. Must have, but he had not ate or slept once since coming here, nor did he really feel the need to. It all just stopped. He felt that it must be days from the endless, mind-numbing hours of wandering and hiding, but it was impossible to tell. Maybe no time had passed at all and he was now stuck in this endless mire of gray and emptiness for eternity.

He didn't even remember his own name.

The sound was growing louder and he jumped, looking for a place to hide, but he was in a hallway and all the doors he had tried so far were no good. He was just about to try his luck running down the hall when the doors he just came through banged open and in came a...

Well it looked like a woman, there was no doubt about that. An utterly huge and utterly terrifying woman who must have towered over him by a good few feet with a giant pyramid for a head. She stomped forward, her dress barely hiding her enormous hips and breasts that swayed with every movement she made. Mostly likely coming from the fact that she was dragging an enormous sword behind her that scraped across the ground from its own weight.

He was frozen to the spot, eyes glued on the woman as she approached. He had no idea where to keep his eyes, he tried to look at her...face, but they were always drawn lower, to the alluring bounce of her bosom. He was so transfixed that he almost didn't notice her pick up the blade with both hands as if it weighed nothing and swing it at his head.

Panic jolted through him and he instinctively ducked. The sword missed him by inches and slammed into the wall instead, rocks and bits of drywall pelting him as it carved a huge chuck out with the force of the blow. His heart was hammering, terror finally making his legs move and he bolted, a scream ripping out of him as he fled down the hall as fast as he could, away from the monster. He could hear her chasing after him, hear her sword swishing in the air, but nothing hit him and he was easily putting distance between them as she shuffled after him.

Even though he was obviously outrunning her, he wasn't going to take his chances. He turned down hall after hall, running blindly until he could no longer hear that horrible screeching behind him and then burst into an operating room to hide. To his surprise and luck the doors actually opened for once and he slumped against the wall, panting heavily and trying to regain some of his composure. What in the world is that thing? he thought to himself, remembering how the being, the woman, was so much taller and wore an enormous pyramid on her head.