Eye See You: Infection pt. 36

Glancing out of my room I could see two nurses standing at the far end of the hallway.  Sitting at their feet were what appeared to be the remains of two people. The bodies looked blown apart, with only their lower halves remaining intact.  The rest of their bodies were sprayed across the hospital walls. 

The nurses stood there, stock still, facing towards my room. Their eyes were closed.  There was something off about them.  It looked like their chests were glowing.

I squinted my eyes to see if I could get a better look.

“Oh God.” I whispered to myself.

Seemingly shoved deep in their chests was their cellphones, the flesh clinging to the plastic cases.  The screens were glowing a bright, hot white.  Slowly, in unison, they both began to open their eyes, and that same white light burned from the space where their eyeballs had once been.

I felt a bony hand grab my shoulder, pulling me back into the room. 

“Virus is here.” Albert was whispering frantically into my ear. “Virus is here!”

I again motioned for him to be quiet, and slowly closed the door to my room. 

He was right, Virus was in the hospital, and from the look of those two nurses it had evolved.

Rituals pt. 13

The three of them stood in front of the town hall.  Whatever name had once graced the large sign over the door was gone now, replaced by those same three, spray painted words. 

The Viper Pit.

“Here?” Doug glanced at me.

I nodded.  “In the basement.”

“So, how do we get sunlight down there?”  Alan was surveying the building. 

“I didn’t get that far.” I bit my lip.

“Guess we need to do some exploring.” Doug started towards the right.

“Guess so. “ Alana went to the left.

I glanced up to the sky.  The sun was still bright, but I could tell that we were getting close to noon.  Time was running out, and if we didn’t figure this out soon, we would be smack dab in the middle of a Viper’s nest.

Eye See You: Infection pt. 35

“I didn’t mean for it to get this out of hand.” Albert spoke softly, and I could feel his tears dampening my T-shirt. “It was the Void. It seemed to give me power.  I never felt power before.”

I bit my lip, doing my best not to speak. He needed to talk, and I needed to listen.  Maybe, just maybe, I could find out a way to stop what he had started. Maybe the clue was buried in his story.

“The game… the game was the Void’s idea.” He looked up at me. “It told me to collect souls for it. It promised me more power if I fed it.  So…”

Now that his face had been shaved, and his haircut, I could see that Albert wasn’t much older than I was. Sure, he looked beat to hell, but he couldn’t have been older than thirty-five.

“So, you fed it my friends. You fed it Dina’s friends.” The words escaped my mouth before I could catch them.

“The Void picked most of them.” Albert looked down at his hands as he spoke. “That’s how your friends got involved.” 

“And Dina and her friend Amy?”

“I…” he began gnawing on his lip. “I picked them because I thought they were pretty.”  He spit the word “pretty” out as if it even passing his lips filled his mouth with a vile taste. “Pretty girls never liked me, never paid attention to me. They ignored me, and nothing made me angrier than being ignored.”

I could feel the hatred burning in my gut.  One woman had died, and another had her life completely ripped apart, because this guy couldn’t find a date.  It was so fucking pointless. It was so fucking… fucked up.

“I’m a mistake.” Albert continued talking. “My whole life was a mistake, and the Void knew that. It knew that I would be easily led. It knows everything about everyone, and it knew that I was weak.”

Before Albert could continue talking a large bang from the hallway made us both jump.  I got up, gently placing Albert on the bed. 

“It’s coming for me!” His voice was a ear piercing howl. 

I motioned for him to be quiet, and headed to the door.

When I looked into the hallway I had to bite back a scream.

New Pom Pom Angel: First Dates pt. 9

“You want to come in for a beer?” I stopped at the door to my apartment.  Well, technically it was Gus and Nando’s apartment, but I did all the cleaning so I could claim at least partial ownership.

“No thanks.  I should probably check in on my brother. Ever since he has shown up I could just tell he was up to something.” Regina glanced back at her apartment. “The thing about being a demon is that you learn not to trust anyone.”

“Not even your own family?” I fumbled with my keys in my purse.

“Especially not your own family. Once, my mother tried to sell me off to a band of traveling sideshow. Just for the hell of it.”  She shook her head. “Dante kind of takes after her.”

“Remind me never to go anywhere with your mother.” I finally found my keys and unlocked the front door.  “Well, then have a good night.” 

Regina started towards her apartment.  “You too.”

I stepped into the apartment, and was suddenly enclosed in darkness.  I fumbled towards the light switch.  The sound of soft moans made me freeze.  They sounded almost painful. 

What the hell was going on?

I thought about calling out, to see who was there, but caught myself.  Didn’t every blonde cheerleader in a horror movie do exactly that, basically announcing her position, right before getting brutally murdered?  Living with Nando and Gus had exposed me to plenty of slasher movies over the past couple of months.  Who knew movies could be so educational?

Slowly I made my way towards the living room, the moans growing slightly louder as I did so.  What the hell was it?  Did we have a ghost? Did something happen to Nando?  Was he okay?

I reached into the doorway, and flipped on the light.  Then I screamed bloody murder. 

Nando lay on the couch, butt naked, with an equally naked Dante straddling his hips.  Their lips had been locked in a passionate kiss when I had turned on the lights, and suddenly they both sat up quickly.  Dante went tumbling, landing ass first onto the hard, wood floor of the living room. 

“Missy!” Nando grabbed a pillow, covering himself.  “I thought you were out monitoring Gus’s date.”

“It was going well, so I… I…” I glanced down at Dante, still naked as could be.  He smiled up at me and waved, making no effort to hide his nudity.  “Will you cover that thing? Please?” 

Dante just shrugged. 

I heard the front door slam open, and soon Regina was standing by my side.  “What the hell is… Dante? Dammit!  I told you to stay away from the humans!”

Dante stood up, still very naked, and shrugged again.  “I couldn’t resist.”

My eyes locked on Nando.  “Are you out of your mind? What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“I… I can explain.” Nando’s face was bright red, and he clutched the pillow tighter to his crotch.  “It all started when…” 

Tentacle University 2: The Sorority pt. 6

He parked his car in front of the Dean’s house, and quickly made his way to the front door. After two knocks Kent answered, and quickly let him inside.

They stood there in the entry way, Kent’s eyes unable to meet his. 

“Are you going to yell at me, too?” he bit his lower lip.

“No,” Eugene smiled.  Then, without warning, he cracked Kent across the face, sending the boy sprawling onto the hard tile floor. “I’m going to fix this.”

“My dad…” Kent started, but Eugene didn’t let him finish.

He grabbed Kent by the hair pulling his head back. When he spoke his voice was calm, almost void of emotion. “I know what your daddy wants you to do.  I don’t care. My idea is more fun.” He pulled Kent to his feet. 

The younger man whimpered, and the sound drove Eugene wild. He needed to control himself, though.  There would be time for fun later.  First, he needed to take care of business.

“What do you want me to do?” Kent turned and looked at him, his eyes wide. 

As much as he was a wimp, Kent didn’t look it.  He was tall, with broad shoulders, and a chiseled face.  He was the perfect, all American college student.  His dark brown hair was close cropped in a military flat top, and his thin, but muscular build screamed athlete.  It was his eyes, though, that gave him away.  They were a soft hazel, and when he was scared, or excited, they went wide.  His eyes showed his need to be controlled.

Eugene did his best to control himself. “I want you to get some of your football buddies and take care of Stephen Markham.  He’s the one whose been snooping around.  You guys teach him to stay out of things that don’t concern him.”

Kent just nodded.

Eugene reached out, his finger gently tracing the outline of Kent’s jaw.  Slowly he lifted Kent’s face to meet his. “Have you been doing what I asked you to?”

Kent nodded.

“I want you to keep on doing your work for me.  Obviously you can’t do it here, so I want you to move all of your equipment to my place.  That way we can both enjoy it.” He smiled.

“What about the other stuff? The videos with…” Kent looked away. 

“Oh, there is no need to stop that.” Eugene’s hand gently drifted to Kent’s broad chest. “Your home movies sell very well to my clientele. You and your… what do you call him? Your daddy and you make me a real pretty penny.”

“I hate calling him that.” Kent cringed. “My ‘daddy’.” 

“You never did explain how that whole arraignment worked out.” He let Kent go.

“He picked me up out of an alley when I was seventeen. He had me move in, pose as his son.  I couldn’t turn him down, and I can’t have anyone else finding out.” For the first time Eugene saw just a glimmer of strength shoot across Kent’s eyes.  “Sometimes I think he actually believes I’m his son, though.”

“Turn you on?” Eugene smirked.

Kent shook his head.

“Well, to each their own.” Eugene kissed him softly. “Now, lets get him plan in motion, especially if you don’t want all that dirty laundry to be aired out for everyone to see.”

Kent smiled. “Of course.”

“Explain one more thing to me.” Eugene took a step towards Kent. “Why, exactly, did you start your little hobby?”

Kent’s smile grew. “Pretty little rich kids need to get taken down a peg or two.”  Kent took a step towards Eugene. “Now tell me something. Why did you want to get involved with my… little hobby?”

Eugene pulled him close. “I like to see what I’m not supposed to see.”