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I’ve tried to see Victor as often as possible. He still had his bad days when he lashed out at the staff. Recently when I called to ask to visit, the staff told me he had ‘tried to fold an attendant like a paper crane.’ So, I skipped going over that day.
My money problems were stressing me out. There was simply not enough to go around for my rent and Victor’s care. I think once he recovered enough to make his own choices, he wouldn’t want me putting my life at risk for him. Because I was human the Corporation put me on easy mostly harmless tasks. And I had almost been killed on the last one. I couldn’t imagine what kind of job they would force him into facing.
A call came in for a scene clean-up. This time they said an agent they had sent ahead of time to clear the building and he was the one who requested the cleanup. I packed up my supplies wondering what I would be walking into because there hadn’t been that many details.
I had a feeling it was a busy day for the Corporation. I was transported to a large run-down warehouse in the middle of nowhere without much explanation. I was told to collect the bodies inside and the agent on the scene would deal with transporting them elsewhere. I would then clean the entire building. It was massive and it made me think this would take me a few days, if not a week.
I stopped in front of the door and gathered myself. Just because I didn’t show it didn’t mean I wasn’t frightened. Anything could be waiting for me.
I opened a door next to a large locked shutter meant to open for forklifts. Inside was dark and a smell of perfume hit me. It made my eyes water and I took a few seconds to adjust. A hole in the ceiling was the only source of light. Swallowing hard I started through a path towards the person waiting in the light.
The floor had been covered by countless dead animals gruesomely stitched together. I saw human bodies mixed in with the piles of death near the edge of the light. It made my skin crawl but I kept going.
“Nice to meet you. I was the one who called this in.” The man said when I stopped near him.
He stood in a circle empty of the bodies. He hadn’t cleaned up a spot beforehand. Rather, the person who laid all the bodies out left pathways and small clean openings. He held out his hand but mine were frozen by my side.
I had a bag with my cleaning supplies over my shoulder. I held onto the strap tightly as my eyes went over what I could see of the room.
“Where do we even start?” I said mostly to myself.
“There is a larger door through that pathway there and on the other side of the building. We should start over there.” He said as he gestured towards a clear path leading into the darkness.
The pale skin of his wrist and forearm made an alarm bell go off in my head. I nodded at his suggestion but didn’t move as I carefully studied his appearance. Unlike the other agents I have met, his suit jacket didn’t fit. It was small. His movements were stiff because of it. He wasn’t wearing suit pants, just normal black jeans. Hell, he didn’t even have a button-down shirt on under his jacket.
My expression didn’t give away my suspicions but the movement of my hand to my pocket did. His bright smile faded from his face and his hands shot out. For a tall skinny bastard, he was strong as hell. I thrashed trying to get free but he easily wrapped an arm around my torso and pinned mine to my side. He struggled with me to steal away my phone and tossed it into the mess of bodies. I was then lifted off the ground as he carried me down the pathway I kicked and tried biting to get free.
I was simply overpowered. No one was expecting me to finish this job for days. Would Samus check up on me? Would anyone even know if I died here until hours passed? I needed to think of a plan.
He silently carried me over to something so horrifying it made me stop fighting for a moment. The bodies all lead to a dark and twisted shrine located in the middle of the building. We were far away from the sunlight. Hundreds of candles bathed the area in an orange glow that discolored the blood-stained floor.
A tower of tied-together bones reached far off into the darkness. The agent that this man had stolen the jacket from had been bound to the tower with thick thorned wire. His throat cut letting black blood freely flow from the wound. Silver bowls sat on the ground collecting the blood. At the bottom of the tower was an odd flickering jagged light. It was dark with a strange crackling noise coming from it as it moved erratically.
I was tossed to the floor hard enough to sprain my wrist when I broke my fall. The bound man moved slightly but didn’t raise his head. He was still alive which was good but we both didn’t have a lot of time. The man who dragged me away ambushed the agent, stole his phone, and called for more victims.
“I was expecting an entire crew and they send a single little girl? How understaffed in this place?” He said in a false sing son voice.
“What is the point of all this?” I asked voice calm but I didn’t dare stand up just yet.
He didn’t appear pleased I wasn’t begging for my life.
“The point? Can’t you tell this is art? Are you asking an artist to explain his work?” He said and spread his arms out to his side.
A burst of light came as thousands of hidden candles came to life on their own. My breath caught as I saw the sheer horror surrounding it.
The bodies didn’t just cover the floors but they were stuck to the walls and ceiling as well. The sight was enough to make me dizzy. I shook my head trying to clear it. Although most of the bodies were animals, there had to be over a few hundred human bodies mixed into the mass of death. How did he kill so many of them without being noticed? I looked harder and realized that most of these bodies weren’t fresh. If this man wasn’t human then that meant he would have had years and years to work on this feat. The warehouse looked to be at least a hundred years old with some newer updates here and there. Had he been working on this for that long?
“Well? Isn't it all beautiful?” The monster smugly said.
“I think you’re trying too hard to be edgy.” I replied in a deadpan voice.
That was not the response he wanted. I heard him sputter like a dying fish, his face turning red.
“You! This was all in service of the greatest dark God any world has ever known! I was going to use your blood in service of him but you do not deserve that honor!”
He was clearly losing his cool. I glanced around trying to think of something. I needed to get the hell out of here but I couldn’t leave behind the still bleeding agent. That man left me no choice but to fight instead of flee. He lunged forward aiming for my throat.
I gripped the weapon in my pocket and waited until he was close enough to strike. I stabbed the pen as hard as I could into his stomach causing him to cry out in pain. I then pushed the button to extend the pen into a blade to bury it deeper into his flesh.
He stumbled backward and I wasted no time running around him towards the bound agent. I tore off my jacket and used it to protect my hands to pull away the wire holding him to the tower. It wasn’t properly made so it came crumbling down in seconds. It was a miracle I dragged the injured man away and didn’t get buried under a mountain of bones.
My attacker hissed sounding like a wild animal. He ripped the dagger from his stomach tossing it aside.
“You witch!” He screamed and it was a pretty mild insult all things considered.
He could fill an entire building with the dead and yet he couldn’t swear? He might have had some stronger words for me but something distracted us both. The bloody blade he tossed aside landed directly inside the twisting crackling line of dark light.
Sparks flew from it and the light expanded showing an alien landscape beyond. That man had created a rip between worlds, but it had opened somewhere he didn’t want. He screamed and raced towards the rip but wasn’t able to get close due to the sheer raw power coming from it.
“No, no, no! Not yet! It's not in the right spot!” He shouted fighting against the harsh current in the air.
I should have been more worried. I focused on dragging away the agent until I was forced not to.
The air suddenly grew still. Everything around us froze in place. Every cell in my body screamed in fear as an unseen force took over.
The orange light of the candles appeared dimmer. A pitch-black clawed hand came from the rip and took hold of the side. I don’t think words could ever explain the feeling this darkness brought into the world. It was as if all joy had faded from existence leaving only a hollow empty feeling.
Slowly the thing emerged. It was a Dark God but not the one the crazy man had wanted.
A head made of dark tendrils came through. An ancient cracked skull of a long-extinct animal rested where a face should be. The body appeared to be mostly human with skin darker than the night. The legs were that of a beast and a long tail was the last thing to come into view. The creature first seemed to be seven feet tall, then a pair of dark wings spread out behind it.
I knew it wasn’t possible but th...
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