Chapter 454 - Discovery - Tradition (1/2)

”Tongues?” the rest of the group said at the same time.

”Well, a tongue is an organ mainly used for swallowing or manipulating food for mastication.” I replied.

”Did you just f.u.c.k.i.n.g Leslie Nielsen all of us?” Jared said as he chuckled while everyone was shaking their heads.

”Heh, joking aside, I think Kaley's right. Judging from the features it has while disregarding how long and discolored it is, it seems to be a collective of tongues from… from that thing. It's differently textured on each side and there's also a left and right side separated by a vertical tissue that looks like the groove between our tongues on the 'front' surface. It appears to be a human-like tongue but I don't know how it got to that… that stage.” I replied.

”H-Hey… l-look at the other ones...” Kaley pointed to the screen once more.

The whole body of the creature or the creatures we were seeing was stuck at the bottom of the station and we couldn't make its features out properly. However, the thing Kaley wanted us to see wasn't just the tongues that appeared but the ones that were throwing out bodies after they were seemingly 'done' with them.

The tongues she was pointing to were now dripping with a black, viscous substance that we have seen multiple times in place of what was supposed to be in someone's skull.

'Hmm… Could it be? It is, right?' I thought to myself.

Despite more questions popping in my head, I was grateful for the decision of heading to this area directly because if we didn't it would take us a few weeks or even months if we did it the methodical way.

From what we witnessed after a body gets pulled up, the tongue that brought it up will retract or disappear with it. However, a tongue bringing one down or throwing a body back violently could mean that it had brought one up previously. It seemed to be in the same spot earlier so the idea of them being able to appear on other places of its main body was impossible.

Everyone had the suspicion that they were the ones making the hollow ones and it was backed up when we saw the one they threw down move. They weren't moving after they were thrown down but the first one we saw that crashed onto a car slowly twitched and got up like it was nothing.

We still needed to confirm it by cracking its head open but most of the evidence was already pointing to the congealed mass stuck on the elevated platforms. Aside from that, it wasn't moving with the crowd because it seemed that it had its own agenda to follow.

”They're making them but how can they make them move? That's the final question I have on my mind.” I muttered.

”How did they reach our place though?” Jared asked.

”It could be that there are other things like that or the ones it turned eventually reached our place by using the backroads. Because if they walked or were guided near the Barangay of Karuhatan, they would've been cleared by the group not wanting to do anything with us.” I explained.

”So, the things we did on the corpses on the chapel is useless now?” Ibarra added.

”Not exactly. We don't know the full extent of what they could make them do or even if they were in control of it. We should leave it there for now and we'll see if they would do anything else. We're now 100% confirmed on this so we still need to think of other possibilities.” I explained.

”Can you move it a bit closer? I want to confirm if they're feeding on the brains of the ones they're bringing up and how they're doing it.” Tatiana said.

Everyone seemed to be in agreement with that suggestion so I slowly drove the drone closer.

”Okay, it's a little clo- f.u.c.k. Now you owe a drone. An expensive one to boot...” I said with a deadpan expression but I was completely joking.

”I-I'll find one in a future run...” Tatiana muttered while the others didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

What happened was as soon as I entered their range, one of them whipped the drone violently, causing it to crash down, unable to fly. I think I could maybe repair it if I got my hands on it but I wouldn't f.u.c.k.i.n.g enter that area unless I came in an attack helicopter with several hundred gallons of napalm.

The only saving grace from the boneheaded mistake was that the footage right before it was destroyed was saved.

The only problem now was how to deal with it.