The dogs yapped and barked at the metal walls. Sherwin held the leash of his dog as he looked around the underground. The other investigators as well as cops brought the man to the floor. His hands were tied up.
"Trent! Head down stairs with the dogs!" he ordered. "Where are we!" called Trent. "The old She factory! I know the layout!"
The dogs sniffed the walls and floor. It started to fall, leading downstairs. Upstairs the investigators and police dragged the man outside.
"Somebody help me..." a man cried out. Sherwin bolted downstairs with the dog. He turned off his flashlight as the room was lit up. A man with his torso open and face shined with tears. "Dear Lord..." said Sherwin in awe. "Somebody fucking help me..."
"Ok, ok," Sherwin told the dog to stay and edge to the man. "What's your name?"
He babbled, "Seamus... My name is Seamus..." he wailed. "Ok," he couldn't ask him at time like this to control his emotions. "What happened?"
"I finally found me!" the force of tears caused him to choke. "I finally made it back..."
"Sherwin!" called the backup. "It's something devilish down here! Call the military!"
"Tell me what happened, why are you here?"
"I don't know..." Seamus sobbed strongly. "I went to college..."
"What's the college name?"
"Please! Get my girlfriend! H-Her name is Sing Xiulan--" he rushed his words. T-there's this guy Daryl Greenwood, he's a fucking sociopath, man-" he hollered. "Woah, calm down--"
"You don't know what I've been through. Fucking vampires are fucking real!" Seamus grieved. "Alright! Listen what's your last name?"
"McLoughlin, Seamus Jonathan McLoughlin!" he proclaimed.
Sherwin's head snapped to the stairs; clamorous cries escaped below. Sherwin off his knees. "Trent!" she hurried to the basement door at the joint screaming. HE could hear choking and he noticed a pool of blood extend to the end stairs. Smacks and thugs echoed, he wanted to see, to find out what was happening.
"Trent!" he shrieked.
"He's dead!" bawled Seamus.
His heart sank into his chest, his blood froze. His feet followed backward and the beast under crawled to the door and missiled to the upstairs.
There was no door to block the creature that lifted its heavy, heinous, grotesque frame. Its jaw was broken with innumerable blades for teeth.
"Obayifo!" its neck expanded its neck, snatching Sherwin by his clothes. "Oh my god!" screeched Seamus on the floor with an open body.
The beings ogled at Seamus. "My body!" he seemed to split into two. The second body pushed against the first, becoming a more snake-like creature. "GIVE ME YOUR BODY!"
Finally separated, the snake's temporary arms scratched the floor and its slender bottom darted upstairs to the next floor with it.
Being inside of Seamus. He screamed at the top of his lungs as the snake enter him. "LET ME IN!" his body convulsed and his eyes flashed a bright light.
The second body trudged to the actual second floor. "Sherwin!" his head whipped to the left at a voice.
"Body?" echoed that static penetrating tone. "My body!?"
"Sherwin! We found--" the man's words cut short. Its stomach shriveled, its head oblong and chin nearly hook; it came out the door and scratched the ceiling. "Slave--" it reached for him. "My slave!" It appeared as bone, and skin thin while being the color of an ashy brown with yellow highlights.
The terrified individual wept at the sight and tripped going backward. He scooted back on the metal flooring, the monster picked him up and devoured his head. "No!" it spoke with the human in its jaws. "Body!" it spoke in another language. "Give me your soul!"
Skeleton wings popped out its back and cuddled the man. The obayifo's hand sunk in his heart. "Mine!"
"Get me out of here!" begged Seamus from the underground. "I can't breathe!"