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11:39 pm

Two seconds and it all goes south, dead in tracks. The moment I recoil it shifts form, turning into a monster. Nails grow long and sharp like spiderlegs, the bastard I promise I’ll rip it apart. The thing looks up at me, without any pupils and its face twisted into some sort of taunting grin

Click in

My gun in its face as it turns black and blobish like ink words meshed together. Snap! I duck before it even slashes and the game, the adrenaline kicks in. I know a fight like I know Ehud’s mind, don’t even have to think. It makes a jab at the gun so I knee its stomach and in a flash I’m in the wall black ooze in front of me like a fiery pitch. Not good, not fighting with something human better change my tact.

11:40 pm

Grab its skin, fire twice into its almost paralyzed almost-human face make an undercut out. Thing of beauty, master’s touch. But I knew better the bullet cut through but didn’t do nothing except make it scream, glopping a thick paste of green blood. Lucky for me, I’d be disappointed if it just died on me that quick, the little cochino. Not with all this crap I’ll have my piece.
Sudden as Santa Muerte the room shakes like it’ll shatter, twists to the side just in time for that creature to make its go, dead at my face. It knows it’s targets but I know my way about and I kick into the sideway wall with a fist ready. Maybe just half a second not fast enough as it knocks my jaw but I already jerk free. Breath, I can hear my breathing like an animal in a flight/fight frenzy. Ha, this is the point where I become a monster.
“Go ahead and cheat,” I say low and raspy, spit blood out the side of my mouth, crisp smile edging in. “It’ll give me two seconds more satisfaction..”

11:41

And it gets up with a hissing growl, la sombra. Now you’re dead.
“Ros–”

Click out

Ehud followed me. And how am I supposed to do what it takes to survive with innocent itself watching? But in a second the thing springs again, I shoot at the neck just to offset its leap and twist to the side, the floor is cracking.
“Excuse me, Murderous Mayhem here–” Lord Castle’s stupid drawl crackles off the walls

Click in

“You humans might have a problem with the collapsing bottom soon so I’d start climbing…”

“Just shut the he–” Claws rake at my face, bend back just in time and I return with a kick into its body hard enough it’d send most two-ten pound men flying but that creature’s skin adheres to my leg trying to knock off balance. I crash to the floor spun in an agile crouch just as the floor cracks out under me. Flip up, hear Ehud give a yelp, I know he can climb he’ll make on his own. Then I catch eyes with the deformed black, and it’s holed mouth contorts in a sick grin. It’s face twist to Ehud. Hurt him and I’ll break–

Click out

11:42,
11:43 pm

Click in

It slashes at my man, he scrambles back in time, I will murder it slowly.
“Waitwaitwait! Can’t we talk this ov–” With another high-pitched yelp, Ehud ducks back at another attack. Oh, that’s my idiota, he’s trying to get it on an unstable tile. That’s a really stupid plan. I yank it by the glob of its neck and flip the thing onto a cracked set of floor. Stomp hard of its stomach, fire the rest of my round saving one bullet into it. Every bullet it lurches back and Ehud gives a noise like it’s hitting him instead. Tender heart, he’s not right for me, I’m not right for him.
“Let’s just get out of here befo–” He starts to plead then catches his breath. “Marsha! Marsha’s still down there!”
“Then she’s dead!” I snatch his hood before he can dash down. It takes the creature two seconds to claw back at it, I aim back to fire but then its face shifts. And then I’m staring at Ehud’s disbelieving face, eyes so wide they–

Click out

I don’t fire in time, I miss and my hands shake they’ve never shook in a fight before. Before I can think the creature is gone, dashed out the room downward. Ehud is yelling something but all I see is his face and my gun in his face. Click in out. His face and my gun I’m a monster his face, click–
“Ros–Rosy!” I blanche, can’t come to, everything blurred. It’s…my tears I don’t have emotions. He’s tugging my arm like an over-excited puppy. Clickinclickoutclickinclickou– “Are you ok–?”
I slam him into the wall and his gray-blue eyes widen. Click in/out–
“Do you remember me now?” It’s not the question I meant to ask but it’s out now. I already know the answer, he’s too scared of me to have remembered…
“I–I don’t know…” He blinks a lot, I can already feel his fingers in my pocket as his nervous habit of stealing kicks in. Not a very good pickpocket but good enough for a kleptomaniac. Words aren’t coming to my head. “I remember…remember

something about a bridge…”
The Bridge.
“That’s where we met.” I say tersely. Even without remembering me…he asked if I was ok. Funny kid–I release him, just as the ceiling is starting to bust. “We need to get moving.”
My own voice sounds harsher than usual.
“But Marsh–”
“If you go down there you’re dead, Ehud!” I snap. It’s the truth, she’s dead by now if she’s still down there. Dead–I could’ve killed him, I saw him, his face my gun ImamonsterImamonster “you’re dead…”

11:49 pm