He's dead! He's fucking dead, and it's all my fault! I didn't mean to kill him! Dad, where are you? Please save me!
I was trying to sob as silently as possible, fearing another retaliation from the guy who had his face covered with a red bandana. So I tried to squirm away from that room that had fallen into madness.
The drums I heard playing in the background were getting louder and louder, the intervals were getting shorter by the second and the red webs made out of blood suddenly began to develop spikes.
Everyone's condition was slowly getting worse and worse. I could hear strange voices coming out of their bodies. They were mumbling something incomprehensible, but it felt extremely scary and ominous.
I felt the world spin around me at a speed so high I could barely even keep my head straight. I kept my body and head attached to the ground as the man slowly dragged me by the legs elsewhere.
It was all my fault, all my fault that the man's head was now just a black puddle of boiling flesh and his brains were scattered—
The brain had disappeared from the ground. A sense of dread set in.
I felt as if my ears were about to explode because of that drum. Something beneath my right eye was twitching, and the air was progressively getting colder.
The man was dragging me away from the puddle of puke that stained the floor and even offered me some water to cleanse my throat, but because of that, he wasn't able to see the large brain that had suddenly disappeared.
"T-the thing, gray… the voices, your comrade has disappeared! Quick! Please, just believe me! We must escape! The webs are growing bigger! The spikes!"
My brain could hardly piece a couple of coherent thoughts together. Much less a coherent sentence.
My eyes were going all over the place. I wanted to point out all the things that the kidnapper didn't seem to notice all at once.
"What nonsense are you spitting right now?" He asked me after taking back the small, empty plastic bottle.
He punched me in the face to calm me down and it was then that I realized that the drum I constantly heard in the background was none other than my heartbeat. The kidnapper kept kicking me until I stopped stuttering.
"The thing, the brain, it's not there anymore!" My hands were tied behind my back, preventing me from pointing towards the corpse.
He turned around annoyed, and he too noticed that the brain of the guy who had just died had disappeared.
Is this where I die? What is going to happen to me? No, I don't want to die! I can't die here! Quick! Let's run away from here! Please, I promise I will not rebel or make your life difficult!
The brain had rolled into a corner of the room all on its own and was completely intact for now, yet it was emanating an ominous energy. All five of our senses were telling us to run away from it as quickly as possible.
"What in the… don't tell me…" The kidnapper remained standing still for a couple of second with his eyes wide open, sweating cold.
We both felt a chilling energy suddenly fill up the room. Whatever was happening, it was something nobody in the room could deal with. Even the other sickly kidnappers had woke up because of it.
We saw the many wrinkles of wrinkles suddenly starting to open up, emitting a weird screeching sound. The brain then split in two, the two hemispheres separated.
One remained whole, while the other opened itself up, creating a bunch of small and pointy legs, a couple of small fangs, and from the many wrinkles small eyes emerged on top of it, all combined to give life to a large spider-looking creature.
It was still covered in that lucid yet slimy substance that was oozing off of its body, and the screech it would emit were launching parts of that fluid in all directions, while those wrinkles in the back of the spider looking creature would constantly flap around from the screeches produced.
It was the first time I saw a demon in person, so I didn't know what to say or think. I didn't even know how I was feeling.
"Shit!"
The man was quick to react and put my body over his shoulders and rapidly began to carry me away from the scene as the demon began to crawl towards our position.
Suddenly, the many webs covering the surfaces of the room began to flow back towards the demon, dragging us to it. Some spikes even left some cuts in my arms, but my mind was so terrified I could barely even feel the pain.
The lady with the umbrella stood back up despite the pulling force and stabbed her weapon on the floor, shattering the webs.
"We'll deal with the demon. Just bring the kid to safety!" The lady shouted at the man holding me.
As she opened the umbrella, she somehow stopped the others from running away and forced to stay and fight the beast to stall for some time.
After we got out of the room, the man slammed closed the door behind us and locked it with a key, leaving the metal key stuck in the door.
"Let's just pray the new guys will make it in time." He said to himself as he carried me in a hurry down the flight of stairs.
As we made it all the way towards the ground floor, I noticed that apart from us, there was no one within this building, which was strange considering it was right in front of such a highly populated road.
"What's going on?" I asked the man that was carrying me away.
"Shit! Shit! Fuck! We're all fucked now. It won't be long until it kills the others and frees all the other demons." He muttered to himself as he jumped off the long set of stairs leading to the underground parking lot.
"Fuck! Why did it suddenly go berserk?" The man complained.
Then I heard a large thud. The demon was slamming its body desperately against the locked door and the sound of it was so loud we could hear it from downstairs.
The demon broke the door in a couple more attempts. The second loud screech made me wet myself out of fear. I was so frightened for a moment I had completely forgotten how to breathe.
I could feel the anxiety building up in the man carrying me, his legs shaking to no end, gasping for air as he desperately turned around to check if the demons were headed our way.
Once we reached the parking lot located beneath the building, he rapidly shut the glass door behind us with multiple locks.
"C'mon, c'mon." He was repeating to himself.
No cars in sight, just pure terror. Even I was starting to feel a bit unsure whether we were going to survive or not.
Is this how I die? Do I really have to go out like this? Killed by some lowly demon in an unknown city,far away from mom and dad?
I began desperately trying to wiggle around to free my wrists, even injuring myself. I wanted freedom. I wanted to run away as quickly as possible, but with both arms and legs tied, that wasn't possible. If I had to die, at least I wanted to die while on my own feet.
We heard the loud footsteps of the creature rapidly descending, then just as a speeding car just got inside the parking lot, we heard a loud explosion coming from above us.
What is it now?
The large vehicle seemed particularly durable. It had six wheels; it had three sets of doors, and it seemed pretty tall, tinted a pure black with dark tinted windows.
The vehicle turned around, almost toppling over, and only hit the brakes when it almost ran over us. The kidnapper then hurriedly opened the door to the back of the vehicle and shoved me in and sat in the seat in front of mine.
"What about the others?" The driver asked.
He was currently wearing sunglasses, a white mask over his nose and mouth, a black hat and a large gray coat.
"Dead. A demon got them. Now hurry up before we also end up like them." The kidnapper responded as he slammed the door shut with all of his strength.
"Aigo, my friend, don't take it out of the car. It's brand new. Lord Fredrick himself gave this beauty to us. You should be grateful to even being allowed inside." The man said while chewing on something.
"Stop smiling and get us the fuck out of here! The Gray Collector has freed himself."
After that, the man rapidly accelerated and got us out of the parking lot. In the meantime, we could hear the people on the street starting to panic as whoever tried to subjugate the demon had most likely failed.
"Haa! Can't have shit in Litua, anyway congrats on the successful mission, I heard you stole some high quality ashen, good work, now let's drop the problem the first chance we can, I feel nervous having the kid of the crimson devil in my car." The man cheerfully kept blabbering without end while trying to put some music on the radio.
He then gave up and grabbed a disk from under his seat and put it on to listen to some music.
"What the fuck are you doing? Keep your eyes on the road!" The kidnapper immediately freaked out when he saw the man bend down to get his disc.
"Calm down, take it slow, enjoy life a bit!"
The man was clearly under the influence of something. There was no way he would have behaved like this normally.
"How am I supposed to enjoy life if you're about to end it? We've got a demon on our ass! Do you understand? Or are you too high to even know what's happening around you?"
"Fiiiine!" the man responded with a light spirited smirk, humming and nodding to the beat of the song he had just put on blast.
After driving through the steep path between the parking lot and the road above, the man almost ran over a couple of panicking pedestrians that were running away from the demon.
"What a mess you've caused. This is going to make news all over the fracture. I can already see the headlines. Maybe we should drop the kid here. If he dies at the hands of the demon, then the problem is solved." The driver said.
When I heard him utter those words, I felt as if someone had stabbed in the chest. I felt small and powerless. All I could do was to curl up in a ball while trying to ignore whatever they were saying.
"Stop spewing nonsense. The boss has ordered us to bring him with us." The kidnapper replied.
"Crazy bastard! Does he think with a hostage he can defeat the crimson devil? As if… I bet she'd kill us all before we even have the chance to speak up," he then added before the driver could reply.
I wanted to breathe a breath of relief, but the troubles weren't over yet.
"Orders are orders. Perhaps this is the best time to say goodbye to this life and start living like civilians would. Who knows, we might get away with it." The driver simply couldn't help himself. Even though he was blasting music at max volume, he couldn't stop talking.
He then made a sudden turn allowing me to take a sneak peek to what was happening behind us through the wind, the gigantic spider was growing bigger and bigger, absorbing other brains to grow bigger and creating a large exoskeleton using the bones of his victim.
It could melt the bones to create its exoskeleton, creating a large skull protecting its abdomen, large blades on the sides of its legs, and fangs made of bones. The eyes instead remained the same size, only their numbers kept increasing.
"Remember, kid, this is all your fault. If you hadn't provoked that demon, all these people wouldn't have died." The driver said as he began to accelerate in the highly populated road.
"Stop talking nonsense and drive. How would you know if that's his fault or not?" The kidnapper with the red bandana said as he took off his shirt.
"I have my sources?" The driver answered.
The last thing I saw before we turned around the corner was a tall blonde man with long and pointy ears, dressed with a red trench coat, a red hat, white gloves and red pants standing on the back of the spider watching everything unfold as the spider was wrecking through the city.
The screams of the surrounding people remain stuck in my head as the kidnaper didn't care about how many people he had to run over just to get us out of there as quickly as possible.
"Even their deaths are your fault. Make sure to at least look them in the eyes as we drive past them. That way, they can understand what killed them in their last moments." The driver said while cheerfully humming a holiday themed song.