Drag Me To Hell

Chapter:1 My Descent Into Hell

"Have you ever had a a family member die, even worse your whole family right in front of you?" "Well I have, my name is Ash Michael Burns, I watched my wife and 4 year old daughter die as my living room ceiling collapsed upon them." "Most of you might think oh what a sad coincidence, well yes it was sad for me and my son Kyle who survived because he was in his room, but this happened because we are living in the apocalypse now." "No matter how much it hurts Kyle and I have to surv......

"Dad!" Kyle screamed as I was writing in my journal. "Bandits are coming!" Kyle shouted. "Oh shit" I said, "Kyle grab that wrench." I grabbed a large pipe and we waited for the bandits to get close. "Now!" I screamed, we jumped the bandits and knocked them out, we didn't want to kill anyone, we weren't like the others neither me or Kyle had ever harmed anyone. We took their gear and ran we had no idea what was in their bags but we didn't care, anything could help.

We stopped at an old destroyed gas station. Kyle opened up the bag he had while I looked around the building. "Dad Kyle said lightly." I turned to see him holding a severed hand and a bloody machete. I threw up in disgust, "Holy fuck Kyle put that down now!" I yelled, "We need to hurry up tell me what you have in the bag when we are in the road again. We stayed the night and once the sun rose we were on the move.

Once on the road Kyle said "Dad In the bag I found the machete 2 cans of food and a gun clip." I said "Ok." I knew that at one point we would have to kill people or animals but I was trying to keep that as far away as possible. "What did you find Kyle asked?" I told him "I found a butterfly knife broken, but repairable, 1 bottle of water and 2 shotgun shells." Kyle looked at me and frowned then just kept walking. I just ignored it for the time being. We walked near a tent, had a few holes in it but I said "Kyle lets stay the night here we can look around the surrounding area before we go to bed then head out tomorrow after noon.

We looked around the old destroyed campsite. I found nothing but Kyle found something that worried me. "dad he said in a scared tone look." I came over to him. he was looking at a dead body with a rifle in his mouth, blood was splattered all over the ground chunks of brain were oozing out. I hoped for it not to work so we wouldn't have to kill yet. luckily it didn't work "Thank god", I said. Kyle looked at me in disgust, and walked back to the tent. I followed soon after.

It was now morning, probably around 7 a.m, but we got up ,and moving to search the rest of the camp grounds before we left. I walked into the campground bathroom, I saw feet sticking out of a stall. I opened the door to see a women sitting there with her face smashed into the toilet it was fresh to because blood was spraying out if her head. She was holding a handgun I inspected it, "Fuck it works" I said. I then heard Kyle scream "Dad help me!" I rushed outside to see a man holding Kyle with a knife to his throat, he said "Give me all your supplies, and I'll let you live." I knew I had to stop this man, I....... I had to kill him. Hoping the gun had a bullet in the chamber I quickly aimed at him. He looked at me, and said "Ha you won't shoot me you pussy!" I aimed for his knee because it was exposed the most, and pulled the trigger. "BANG!" The gun fired hitting him in the leg causing him to collapse. I couldn't let him live to harm anyone else even with only one leg he was still a threat. "Kyle give me the machete" I said. "What are you gonna do with it?" Kyle replied while handing it to me, "I'm going to kill him" I said Kyle stared at me and didn't say a word as I slit the man's throat clean open, blood sprayed everywhere soaking and staining my skin and clothes. I don't why, but it actually felt... Kind of good to kill him.

Am I going crazy? I wondered to myself . why would I enjoy killing someone? Am I a monster for doing it, No I can't be he had it coming, he killed that woman, and tried to take our supplies. "Why did you smile when you did that dad?" ,Kyle asked. "I don't know" I replied. I thought to myself why was I smiling? I don't even remember making a face expression. All I remember is killing the man, and Kyle throwing up, then we left. "Are you ok kiddo?" I asked Kyle. He wouldn't look at me, but just stopped and asked "Why would you do that dad?,you said we wouldn't kill anyone." I explained everything to him about how we would have to kill sooner or later, but it happened earlier than I wanted it to. He said "Ok." We then continued walking until we found a old town. It was too big to scavenge for supplies, but finally we could rest for a while in one of the houses'.

I remember going to bed, but I woke up in the middle of the night in a different building from where Kyle and I were sleeping. I didn't know why until I looked over and saw 7 dead bodies laying around me. "Oh my god" I said. I knew I was then beginning my decent into madness. The room was soaked in blood all the victims I had killed had nothing on them. Their heads were either bashed in with blood spurting out, and chunks of skull laying around, or their throats were slit with glass. "I'm a monster" I said softly. I could never tell Kyle about this, but why did I do it? Their blood was drawn into an arrow on the wall pointing out the window. Maybe whatever caused the apocalypse is trying to attract me towards it I thought. I just knew we had to go that direction though I went back to get Kyle we had to leave, and now.