Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Rituals pt. 19

The door whooshed open, and one of the vipers rushed out at me, its face half melted, the remaining skin charred. I stepped to the side as the creature flopped to the ground, twitching as its life drained from its body.

Without pausing, I stepped over the body, rushing down into the now fading darkness in the basement.

“Ren John!” Alana called out behind me. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

I could hear her coming closer, moving towards the doorway.

“Don’t!” I called back to her. “Just stay there. I… I got this.”

“Fuck that.” She was coming down the stairs after me.


Once she hit the bottom stair, the door slammed.

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