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Greetings humanoids, Zoralink here with something a little different: A horror story. This is just a prologue, to see if it'll work. The story will get more intense from here.
I hike the heavy bag up to my shoulders and keep moving. The cold is becoming more and more noticeable as the days go by, its freezing fingers taking hold of everything, and I dono t want to have to stop and warm myself up. Not this close to the Woods. Even during the day, I know better than to go into the Woods. My only goal now is to get home, where Susan must be waiting. I found her near the Woods, wandering around aimlessly. I couldno t just leave her there. So she came back with me, and thato s the way it has been since. My watch beeps urgently and I am reminded that I have to get home before the sun sets. Especially this close to the Woodso ¦
o Susan!o I call out as I unbar the heavy metal door of our house. o Let me in, please!o
o Io m coming, Eli,o she calls. I hear the familiar grating sound as the seven locks are all undone, then the door opens. I see Susan standing there, barely tall enough to reach the locks, and Io m reminded that this world is no place for a child. The Nuclear Wars made sure of that. One itchy trigger finger, and the Earth gets blown to bits. And the radiation proved more deadly than the bombs. The after-effects of the strange isotopes that were now spread across the globe made people go insane. The asylums of America were full three hours after the nuclear attacks begun. And even they couldno t contain the monsters that the radiation created. Huge snakes, three-headed lions, and even mutated humans nearly destroyed civilization. Luckily, the ones who were forewarned escaped to the countryside. I dono t know what the cities are like now, but people say there are demons living in them. Either way, we cannot intervene. The world will never be the same again.
o Eli!o I snap out of my daze and step inside our little house. Ito s a wooden cabin that, I suppose, must have been part of some big wildlife park before the Wars. I barricaded it with bits of metal and debris that I found near the only town close to us, Littlewood. Io ve never dared to actually go into Littlewood, for fear that ito ll be infested with monsters. Ito s rule #1 of living here: Stay away from towns. Mutants are drawn to the meat there. Before coming to this little house, I did manage to pick up a katana, an old Japanese sword. The hilt was snapped off, but I improvised, tying a stick to where the hilt should be. The sword will come in handy for when we go foraging. I close the door, then make sure all the bars on the windows are secure. I turn off all the lights in the cabin, then make my way down to the basement. Rule #2 here is no light. Ever. Mutants are like moths to a flame. They are drawn to light. So, the basement is where we spend most of our time. We barricade the basement entrance, then relax. Io ve always hated winters. Too cold for me, and mutants also thrive in them. Somehow, the cold re-energizes them. o Hmmo ¦o Susan muses as I climb into my makeshift bed. o What is it?o I ask. o I think I heard something upstairs. I think the door opened.o
o No, it couldno t have,o I say. But suddenly, I hear a grating sound. One lock has been opened. Two locks. Three locks. Four. Five. Sixo ¦There is a pause, as if the mutant is taunting us. o Clink!o All seven locks are open. Anything can now get into the house. Susan and I arm ourselves, then sneak towards the cellar door. We remove the barricades, then slowly open the dooro ¦
Waiting inside the cabin for us is a Lurker. I hate these mutants. Huge, round eyes, charred skin, long claws, and incredible intelligence. I rush out, avoiding the Lurkero s sharp claws, and slice at its head. It snarls, then retreats into the night. I run outside, then double-barricade the cabin door. Then I come back inside and lock it. We go back to the cellar, re-barricade the door, then try to sleep. But it will be hard. Winter is coming, and if we are unprepared, we will not survive another week.
Remember to let me know what you think!
--Zoralink Out--
I hike the heavy bag up to my shoulders and keep moving. The cold is becoming more and more noticeable as the days go by, its freezing fingers taking hold of everything, and I dono t want to have to stop and warm myself up. Not this close to the Woods. Even during the day, I know better than to go into the Woods. My only goal now is to get home, where Susan must be waiting. I found her near the Woods, wandering around aimlessly. I couldno t just leave her there. So she came back with me, and thato s the way it has been since. My watch beeps urgently and I am reminded that I have to get home before the sun sets. Especially this close to the Woodso ¦
o Susan!o I call out as I unbar the heavy metal door of our house. o Let me in, please!o
o Io m coming, Eli,o she calls. I hear the familiar grating sound as the seven locks are all undone, then the door opens. I see Susan standing there, barely tall enough to reach the locks, and Io m reminded that this world is no place for a child. The Nuclear Wars made sure of that. One itchy trigger finger, and the Earth gets blown to bits. And the radiation proved more deadly than the bombs. The after-effects of the strange isotopes that were now spread across the globe made people go insane. The asylums of America were full three hours after the nuclear attacks begun. And even they couldno t contain the monsters that the radiation created. Huge snakes, three-headed lions, and even mutated humans nearly destroyed civilization. Luckily, the ones who were forewarned escaped to the countryside. I dono t know what the cities are like now, but people say there are demons living in them. Either way, we cannot intervene. The world will never be the same again.
o Eli!o I snap out of my daze and step inside our little house. Ito s a wooden cabin that, I suppose, must have been part of some big wildlife park before the Wars. I barricaded it with bits of metal and debris that I found near the only town close to us, Littlewood. Io ve never dared to actually go into Littlewood, for fear that ito ll be infested with monsters. Ito s rule #1 of living here: Stay away from towns. Mutants are drawn to the meat there. Before coming to this little house, I did manage to pick up a katana, an old Japanese sword. The hilt was snapped off, but I improvised, tying a stick to where the hilt should be. The sword will come in handy for when we go foraging. I close the door, then make sure all the bars on the windows are secure. I turn off all the lights in the cabin, then make my way down to the basement. Rule #2 here is no light. Ever. Mutants are like moths to a flame. They are drawn to light. So, the basement is where we spend most of our time. We barricade the basement entrance, then relax. Io ve always hated winters. Too cold for me, and mutants also thrive in them. Somehow, the cold re-energizes them. o Hmmo ¦o Susan muses as I climb into my makeshift bed. o What is it?o I ask. o I think I heard something upstairs. I think the door opened.o
o No, it couldno t have,o I say. But suddenly, I hear a grating sound. One lock has been opened. Two locks. Three locks. Four. Five. Sixo ¦There is a pause, as if the mutant is taunting us. o Clink!o All seven locks are open. Anything can now get into the house. Susan and I arm ourselves, then sneak towards the cellar door. We remove the barricades, then slowly open the dooro ¦
Waiting inside the cabin for us is a Lurker. I hate these mutants. Huge, round eyes, charred skin, long claws, and incredible intelligence. I rush out, avoiding the Lurkero s sharp claws, and slice at its head. It snarls, then retreats into the night. I run outside, then double-barricade the cabin door. Then I come back inside and lock it. We go back to the cellar, re-barricade the door, then try to sleep. But it will be hard. Winter is coming, and if we are unprepared, we will not survive another week.
Remember to let me know what you think!
--Zoralink Out--
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