20 Resul (2/2)

The duo was hiding away in one of the random smaller rooms, a doorstop keeping it somewhat securely locked. Both of them had their backs planted firmly against the door, to help prevent it from opening. They had fled here immediately, not taking the time to run up several floors to inform the other 4 members of their team.

Their allies were smart. Once they heard what was going on, they would know what to do if they wanted to not get killed. They had all survived here for a year now, none of them got that far in the central region by being foolish.

The sounds of that infernal song had played on repeat, over and over, for the past nearly 30 minutes. As the duo heard it play, it sent shudders through their hearts.

For, also in the background, snarling howls from enraged Morenkai could be heard, echoing in terrifying ways with the backdrop of a country song. Tommy almost wanted to cry, his hands trembling as he gripped his silenced Glock pistol.

He was smart enough to keep the safety on, recognizing he was in no state to wield it at all. Just holding it was the only thing helping him keep his sanity.

The country song had faded away, as had the snarls of enraged Morenkai. The Morenkai were usually quiet, for them to be howling, it must've been a massacre up top.

To whatever foolish soul had dared blast music so loudly, Tommy could only imagine the bloody leftovers the Morenkai would have left behind.

”Yeah. Seems like.” Kyle muttered, his demeanor much more put together. He had taken this all much better, something he attributed to his military training back on earth in the Canadian Army.

The duo was silent for a few moments. Everything was still.

Finally, Kyle stood up as well, sighing. His hand was at his waist, where a silenced Glock pistol of his own could be seen.

”I'm going to go up and check it out.” He declared, his eyes cool.

”What?! What if there are Morenkai up there! That is suici-”

Kyle shook his head, cutting Tommy off.

”Those screams from the Morenkai… They almost sounded as if they were being cut off. As if they were being killed…” Kyle's eyes flashed, his body shaking for just an instant.

”I… I need to check it. I need to know.” A strange, overbearing curiosity had filled him. He wanted to know who was so foolish as to blast country music at the top of a skyscraper. Who would dare to do such a thing? Why did the yells of those enraged Morenkai sound almost like they were abruptly cut off?

He had many questions and no answers.

”Don't worry, there is no risk if we go carefully. We'll take it one step at a time.” Kyle opened the door, checking the hallway before he began to walk down it. His every step was filled with determination.

”Kyle! K-kyle!” Tommy chased after him, his voice an urgent whisper.

”This is stupid! Let's just wait another hour at least, to be sure!”

Kyle ignored him, walking up to the stairwell. He opened the door slowly, listening for movement or sounds. He heard nothing, save the panted wheezing of the fear-struck Tommy behind him.

Slowly, he began to scale the stairs. He moved carefully, taking several breaks to check for movements or sounds. Tommy eventually followed behind him, after dilly-dallying for several moments.

Soon, the duo reached the top of the stairwell. Kyle paused again, listening for sound or movement. He found nothing.

With a hand that only trembled slightly, he rested his hand upon the door and slowly began to open it. Tommy began to hyperventilate in the background, staying with Kyle despite his fear.

WHOOSH

The door was pulled open…

Revealing a scene that was burnt into the duo's mind.

A scene of horror.

A scene of violence.

A scene of sheer impossibility.

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A scene of slaughter.

Dozens of Morenkai lay dead, flung haphazardly, a veritable mountain of corpses. Black blood soaked the rooftop, pieces and bits of Morenkai bodies lying everywhere. The stench of death rose from the normally scentless creatures, causing Tommy to gag.

Standing at the center of this mountain of death, a lone figure could be seen.

A man covered in blood, wearing what was left of a ragged outfit from earth. This man was covered in gruesome injuries, from huge cuts to jagged bite marks where white bone was visible. In this man's hand was a long, immaculate steel blade.

The duo looked at the figure, their eyes widened in shock.

And that figure slowly turned its head, looking back at them.

The man smiled, a bloody rictus full of deadly promise.

”M-M-my God, Kyle…” Tommy stuttered out, his entire body shaking,

”I-i-it's a monster! Re-retreat!”

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