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damned_institute2009-07-19 01:21 pm
tightsofmight) wrote in damned_institute2009-07-19 01:21 pm
Nightshift 42: The Bookworm
Worst Case Scenario: they got stuck in town when night came.
He hated being right.
It started out subtle. Hinamori had barely finished her sentence before he realized that the sunlight had all but died. Things got a little cooler, wisps of grey marking their every breath. Peter turned to the window in horror. A splatter of blood blossomed before his eyes on the glass, welling up from the centre and drying as soon as it was born. Beyond it, the paved street cracked. Half-fleshed hands sprouted from the divide, pulling up even more gruesome bodies behind them.
"GAAAH!!" he shrieked, clutching at his throbbing head. His spider sense was going psycho, harder than it ever had. He tasted blood, leaking in a thin trail from his nose to his lips.
Get up get up get up
He pushed past the sensation, shooting a look up to Hinamori, then to the rest of the store when the floorboards started to creak. The clerks behind the counter didn't look so friendly now.
"Zombies," Peter whispered in disbelief, rising from his chair. "Oh my god, they're all zombies..."
The pain in his head began to fade. He took no solace in that.
He hated being right.
It started out subtle. Hinamori had barely finished her sentence before he realized that the sunlight had all but died. Things got a little cooler, wisps of grey marking their every breath. Peter turned to the window in horror. A splatter of blood blossomed before his eyes on the glass, welling up from the centre and drying as soon as it was born. Beyond it, the paved street cracked. Half-fleshed hands sprouted from the divide, pulling up even more gruesome bodies behind them.
"GAAAH!!" he shrieked, clutching at his throbbing head. His spider sense was going psycho, harder than it ever had. He tasted blood, leaking in a thin trail from his nose to his lips.
Get up get up get up
He pushed past the sensation, shooting a look up to Hinamori, then to the rest of the store when the floorboards started to creak. The clerks behind the counter didn't look so friendly now.
"Zombies," Peter whispered in disbelief, rising from his chair. "Oh my god, they're all zombies..."
The pain in his head began to fade. He took no solace in that.
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The words were said with resignation and affection, as Falis finally accepted the reasoning. Still, she wished she hadn't. She'd drawn the girl's blood and that was unacceptable to her.
"Now you know I am a monster." She paused and nuzzled closer to Hokuto's exposed stomach. "I killed him," she muttered.
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"...I'm sorry." Sorry that Hokuto hadn't gotten there sooner, that Falis had to bear the burden of having killed another innocent person, that there was no way to exorcise the hunter who had caused all that.
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She closed her eyes. "I'd been trying to get them out of the park when it took me. They were in that tree."