Another choked scream, it was definitely getting closer. The three of them stood in a tight circle, facing outwards. Cerys brandished her gun, feeling stupid as she knew in her heart of hearts that she wouldn’t bring herself to fire it. Arluin was holding the knife that he had given Cerys, that Cerys had now given back to him now she had a gun and Eli had his gun held out in front of him. Closer and closer the screaming came, the bloodcurdling gurgling shrieks.
“We’ve faced these before,” Eli spoke in a very low voice “You know how I told you before that the creatures that you read about in your books were real?”
Cerys gulped and nodded.
“I wasn’t lying.”
There was a large bang with made Cerys jump. She was shaking so hard that she almost let go of her gun, and she had too try hard to blink the tears of fear away from her eyes. She had no clue what was going on, and she didn’t really want to stick around and find out. The shrieks were right at the door now. Three slow bangs sounded within a few seconds of each other, as if someone were knocking. A high pitched ominous noise rung through the house, which Cerys thought sounded quite like a wicked giggle. The front door creaked slowly open and a cold gust blew inside the house, chilling Cerys to the core.
“Come out come out wherever you are,” the voice was high, yet incredibly raspy as if they found it really hard to get a breath and breathing out made a disgusting gargling growl in the back of their throat.
She entered the room, if Cerys could even call the monstrosity a she. It had raw pink skin which looked stretched, as if she didn’t have enough to cover her whole body. Her veins were swelling to the surface of her skin, giving her skin a bluish tinge. She had straggly black strands of hair hanging in front of her face and a lot of her hair had fallen out. She was naked and had a huge bloated swollen stomach with blue popping veins running along it like snakes. Her skin was cracked in many places, as if it had been pulled so tight that it had ripped. Cerys looked on in horror as she gave them a grin, cracking her lips open in the process and showing them a mouth full of jagged razor sharp teeth, some pointing at strange angles. Blood pumped from her lips and dribbled down her chin, dripping onto her grotesque distended belly.
Eli had his gun aimed right at her, but she didn’t look fazed in the slightest. What the hell was she? This wasn’t normal, none of it was and Cerys wanted to run for the hills away from that thing. There was a shuffling noise and in followed another one of the hideous creatures. A few seconds later and another one was in, this one being male. Cerys glanced over to Eli wanting to ask him what they were, but she was too afraid to even make a sound. The three monstrous beings stood in a line, eyeing the three of them up. Everyone was stock still, nobody wanted to make the first move. For at least thirty seconds, they stood staring at each other, but one screech from the first creature broke the silence, and the three beings shot forward, arms extended, long nails clawing towards them. Cerys screamed and shot blindly, squeezing the trigger of her gun. It fired with such force which Cerys wasn’t expecting and she stumbled backwards, she lost her balance and fell to the floor. She had managed to graze the creature she was aiming for on the arm, but nothing to really hurt it.
“Cerys!” Eli shouted, above all the confusion “It’s not human! If you kill it you can’t feel guilty! Shoot them!”
As Cerys was about to get up from the floor, one of the things came at her, clawing at her face. Cerys scream, alerting Arluin who turned and saw that she was in trouble. Without hesitation, he charged to the woman slashing at Cerys’ face and drew his knife across its neck, slitting its throat. The woman fell backwards, gulping and gargling for air, clawing at her throat, blood was dripping all over her hands and through her fingers. Thick red blood. The woman’s eyes were wide, bulging as she grasped her bleeding neck. Arluin offered Cerys a hand which she grabbed and he pulled her up from the floor. Eli was struggling to fight off the man who had hold of his wrist and was twisting it in order for Eli to let go of the gun. Before he got the gun out of Eli’s hand, Eli was able to squeeze the trigger, shooting the man square between the eyes. He dropped to the floor like a stone. Two down, three to go. Or so Cerys thought.