the sounds of trees limbs and vines ripping and breaking hastily, followed by brisk footfalls through piles of mildewing leaves echoed through the wooded area. dawn was coming nearer, not a minute could be spared. Thick gulping breaths were the only other noise. They came from the small pink parted lips of the runner. Shinning speckles of blood remained behind from the soft bottoms of her feet. The long nails of thorns reached to grab at long golden locks as well, as if to keep hold of any piece of cloths or hair to remember her visit. But not a single pause came from her. No she had to keep running, never stop running, like a song that played over and over in her head. Behind her, a large dome. Solar panels were placed one on top of the other until nothing could be seen but the large shell it made, and a small black door. Inside that door held horrors she would never live through again. Never, as long as she never stopped running. The song sang through her head. Outside that dome, in these woods were dangers she could only hear of, but even death was fine, just not that door. The world begin to wake, and with it, a small panic could be heard inside those walls. Her heart beat faster then it ever had. "How did they notice so soon?!" she screamed in her head. She quickened her run with all the strength she had left. Trees and brush quivered behind her as the woods filled with life. She felt helpless, a dark hopelessness over took her soul. Suddenly she stopped. Though her body wished to huff deep gulps of air she refused. She didn't dare make a noise, not a movement, only a wide eyed stare is all she could do. in front of her, a thin gray/brown body. Ribs protruded from a needle thin, twisted torso. Naked and moving with an animal like instinct, it's misshapen nose tracked the air around him. Tiny dark eyes, almost glazed over completely with patches of scabs and skin. It made small Clacking and high pitched chirping. "Cluuuuuuu.... Clack clack Clack."
Her heart froze, she began to step backwards quietly.
This was a familiar sight. The lifeless bodies of these creatures were everywhere inside the metal dome. On tables, in tanks, laid open and dissected. But this, was ALIVE.
She heard from the Doctors they made a strange sound. She spent days imaging what it was that it sang, but never did she imagine a sound so FERAL. Long unkept nails dangled from needle like fingers. It looked as if the nails would be so heavy that its skinny arms wouldn't be able to lift them, but on the contrary, it swiped left and right quickly at the falling leaves around it. Almost out of sight she kept her eyes glued to this monster, as see continued to creep. Halfway in complete horror and half way in twisted fascination.
* CRACK *
Underfoot a rotten tree limb in half, the scent of molding wood rose to her nose. The pointed misshapen head snapped violently to her direction. Her blood ran cold through her body as she saw his black dried eyes adjust seeing her.
"Ouuck Ouuck Cluck Cluck..... Ouuuuuuuk Cluck Cluck Cluck"
its hoarse voice called through the quiet woods as it watched her. She had to cover her ears from the high pitched ringing call. Rustling begin behind it as more calls erupted. Different pitched siren cries were running closer, and in horror Four twisted bodies sprang through the brush.
Another smaller, but more muscular male, and two much younger females. The last seemed to be the group, a very large female drawing closest to her. 'were the smaller ones its children? No That's absurd' "gasp" her thoughts snapped back to her as she was face to face with the female. She could see clearly patches of dried flaking skin was all over its face and trailed along its body. Up close its dried eyes were a red bloody color, and its ears were gone. Long scratch marks and scars where they should've been, as the same with the rest of them. Just small risen holes remained. The rotten stench of blood on its breath burned her nose, but she dared not move as they began to surround her. She wanted to run, but with what strength? After hours of running, she had nothing left in her, especially not to out run Five beasts. She knew her adrenalin could only take her so far, but that would mean going back... the THAT place.... to the metal door, to- No, she stopped her thoughts. She stood straighter. Dying here being free, is better then living in that dome for 100 years.
She made a promise to herself she would never go back if she could get out, dying was perfectly fine because behind that door she was already dead.
The female rose a long clawed hand aiming at the girls face... no her ears maybe? But it stopped. The female began screaming clawing deep scratches down the sides of its face. Dark clotted, spoiled blood oozing from the cracks.
Crying awful deep throated noises. The girl peeked open an eye and saw all of the twisted creatures clawing the same way, screaming and searching for something. She looked but saw nothing, but then she heard it. 'Someone's Whistling?' . Then another, and another, and more maybe 20 no 30? She had no idea . Soon the woods became crowded with the unexpected sound from all around them as they clawed.
Now they were angry, springing on there hind legs, hissing and ready the kill what was causing them pain. People began running from the woods from behind the girl, charging at the beasts as began fighting. The monsters high in the air, lunging and with claws drawn, biting and screaming viciously at the team. Men and Women were mixed together in camouflaged clothing. Many had halves of pipes taped or tied to their forearms and shin guards straped to their legs. Others wore helmets or face guards. The Girl shook in disbelief. These people, she studied, were much more different then the Doctors. They were much more violent and dirty almost savage compared to the clean and quiet men and woman behind the door. These people were not afraid, fighting and laughing, taunting the beasts as they lunged at them. They were scared and blooding, almost everyone women's head was shaved. All of them rushing with weapons. The first Monster screamed loudly at a small shaky man with a large gun, he was maybe a teenager. He began firing shots at it. After 7 or 8 bullets peirce its skin, the man pailed as he was out of rounds. It continued to charge him as a woman with brown shaved hair shot an arrow between its eyes. With a gurgling hiss it dropped to the ground dying immediately. Stomping past the man she saved she pulled a blackened oozey arrow from the beasts head. "Stop wasting our damn Ammo and shoot for the head, Asshole." She angrily hissed glaring at him, before running to fight more of the creatures. The other male surprised a woman knocking her to the ground as it clawed and bit at her face mask and forearms she held up to guard her head. Another man drove a Machete through the top of its skull as a pool of blood blood splattered onto her face guards. 'Thank you' she wheezed, he nodded. The smaller ones were behind the female as she barked at the men in front of her, she then noticed the first males body being lifted over a large man's shoulder. She roared a hoarse sounding Ooooooooo. Her eyes focused on the still shaking girl that caused this. The female barreled towards her screaming a fearsome growl. The girl flinched, waiting for her fate...