The Terror That Came To Amber

Chapter 10

The police station was cold, dead and quiet. Gerald's truck was the only noise in Amber. As they drove slowly to the police station. The sun rising in the distance. If Amber wasn't a ghost town the previous day, It was now. Ben parked Gerald's truck outside the station and everyone got out. "What's the plan now, sheriff?" "We need a new plan. If Gerald survives do you think he'll keep attacking the town or do you think he just wants the cultists?" "I Don't know for sure yet. I'm gonna take his truck and head back to his cabin, look for some more clues. Maybe a way to fix him. maybe a way to kill him." "Okay good. Meet back here in a few hours." "I'm gonna head to my place. I need to grab some things." Sarah called, making her way down the empty sidewalk with the hunting rifle slung over her shoulder. "You want someone to come with you?" Cole yelled after her from the station steps. "No, I can handle this." She responded while not taking her eyes off her apartment building. A six story red brick building down the road from the station. It looked like a fire erupted from one of the balconies overnight before leaving a massive black burn mark up the building after it burned out. Her clothes were filthy and she was tired beyond belief. A trash can fell over behind her and she spun rifle ready. Her eyes gleamed her surroundings but saw nothing. She picked up her pace. Keeping her ears open. Sunshine or not, Amber still didn't feel safe enough to let her guard down.

A few blocks away Claude was waking up. His eyes creaked open and he felt like he was laying on something hard and uncomfortable. He rolled over and fell out of a tree freezing and naked. He observed his surroundings and saw nobody at all just like before. Across the street was a pawn shop he wasted no time approaching the lifeless shop. He tried the handle but it was locked. "Good thing there's trash cans all over the place." Claude muttered picking up a metal trash can, overturned the garbage bag on the sidewalk and threw it hard through the glass window. Claude stole a pair of jeans, sneakers and a large black hoodie. There was also a row of firearms hanging on the wall behind the counter. He took a small caliber rifle off the wall, a couple mags from behind the counter and loaded them with the bucket of .22 rounds underneath the counter. His eyes darting frantically at every noise he heard. He snapped the mag into the rifle unsure if he was still being hunted by cultists. He poked his head up and could see a woman in dark bloodstained clothes carrying a rifle. He kept his head down but slipped on a skateboard that was behind him, causing him to stumble backwards into a row of hanging guitars that fell down when he hit them. The woman turned to see what the noise was. "Holy shit is that Sarah? She's still alive!" Claude put the gun down and waved his arms. "Hey! Sarah, over here!"

Sarah couldn't Identify who was yelling her name at first before she recognized the voice. "Claude?! What the hell is going on? Are you robbing Mrs Loomis's pawn shop?!" She ran to the broken window with a look of shock on her face. "I... well, it looks bad I'll give you that but I don't think she would mind considering the circumstances." "You put a trash can through her window." "It was cold!" I just woke up naked in that tree across the street, I don't even know what the hell is going on in this town but I'm ready to just up and leave town. You with me?" "What about Donny?" "Believe me, I'll find him first. I ain't leaving without him, But I also don't wanna stick around Amber much longer, something ain't right here." Sarah was baffled that Claude still had next to no idea what was happening. "Something isn't right in Amber Claude, The cultists, those creatures, you turning up naked every morning with no idea what's been going on." "All the more reason to leave." Claude said hopping through the shattered window, landing next to Sarah on the sidewalk. "Well I've gotta pick some stuff up from my place then I'm heading back to the police station, we're gonna fix what's going on In Amber." "What are you a deputy or something now?" Claude asked jokingly. "No but I'm gonna ask to be when we get back now that you bring that up. Hell anyone left alive could be a deputy at this point." she said with a laugh as they made their way down the street towards Sarah's building. They both called Donny's name but there was still no sign of the rottweiler anywhere in the dead city.