"Hmh, we probably wouldn't have met if not for this".EClaris said:
Greg looks out across the landscape, smiling and thinking to himself.
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Greg looks out across the landscape, smiling and thinking to himself.
Finvch stepped back and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He turned to Val and cracked his know-it-all grin
"Hey, if you've got enough cash, I'll gladly piggyback your ass until this is over with." he said, smiling and laughing as if he never heard the cold whisper in his ear.
Kill Audrina...do it cleverly...
Finch shook his head, hoping to rid the thoughts. But they stayed there and lingered, like a foul stench.
"C'mon guys, lets head out, I doubt we're gonna get much done sticking around here!"
He motioned ther others to join him as he walked onwards, trying to escape the voice that followed him relentlessly.
"Hey, if you've got enough cash, I'll gladly piggyback your ass until this is over with." he said, smiling and laughing as if he never heard the cold whisper in his ear.
Kill Audrina...do it cleverly...
Finch shook his head, hoping to rid the thoughts. But they stayed there and lingered, like a foul stench.
"C'mon guys, lets head out, I doubt we're gonna get much done sticking around here!"
He motioned ther others to join him as he walked onwards, trying to escape the voice that followed him relentlessly.
Audrina immediately had goose-bumps crawl up her arms as a howl snaked through the forest. She ran and caught up quickly to Val, "Here, give me your pack you'll move faster that way. Perhaps you should even get Finch or Greg to carry you, at least until was out of the forest." She knew that sound was made by no ordinary wolf but rather another mutation, and she for one was not going to wait around to see it.
Val shrieked and dropped down, the snatcher swooshed overhead and landed with ease on the other side, Val quickly grabbed her maglight from her pack, the heavy metal amplifying the feeling of her veins pulsing in her hand, adreniline began to take over again, she could still feel her ankle, but it was a distant pain.
She held the light like a club, the red paint glimmered in the light. The snatcher leaped again reaching it's metallic hand out,she lifted up the light to block it, and swung to the side. The snatcher grasped it making a ftaang noise and the metals clashed together. The force of the jump knocked her back a bit but her side swing had caused the snatcher to lose it's center of balance and it's tumbled to the ground next to her, she ran up and bashed it's head several times with the light as hard as she could. She stumbled back, it couldn't be dead yet.
"Who has the silver knife?!" She cried frantically
She held the light like a club, the red paint glimmered in the light. The snatcher leaped again reaching it's metallic hand out,she lifted up the light to block it, and swung to the side. The snatcher grasped it making a ftaang noise and the metals clashed together. The force of the jump knocked her back a bit but her side swing had caused the snatcher to lose it's center of balance and it's tumbled to the ground next to her, she ran up and bashed it's head several times with the light as hard as she could. She stumbled back, it couldn't be dead yet.
"Who has the silver knife?!" She cried frantically
Finch wheeled round in time to see Val tackle the snatcher to the ground and preceededly bash its head in. She was right of course, there was no way it would be dead after that as she frantically asked for the silver knife.
"Didn't Rachael have it?" he shouted, with dismay heavy in his voice. If they couldn't find the knife, then surely the snatcher would pose a lot bigger threat than it already did.
Suddenly, almost on cue, it began to rise again, it's metallic skin scraping against the dusty floor, it's blank face a horrifying image of death. Acting on pure instinct, Finch ran forward and tackled it back to the floor. On contact with it's metal frame, Finch heard a sickening crack and felt a hot-knife sensation of pain across his wrist. Still, he succeeded in tackling it to the ground and quickly rose to his feet before it had time to react. Holding his limp wrist in one arm, he turned to Val and the others.
"Let's make like a tree and get the fuck out of here!" he shouted, looking over his shoulder to see the snatcher slowly rise again...
"Didn't Rachael have it?" he shouted, with dismay heavy in his voice. If they couldn't find the knife, then surely the snatcher would pose a lot bigger threat than it already did.
Suddenly, almost on cue, it began to rise again, it's metallic skin scraping against the dusty floor, it's blank face a horrifying image of death. Acting on pure instinct, Finch ran forward and tackled it back to the floor. On contact with it's metal frame, Finch heard a sickening crack and felt a hot-knife sensation of pain across his wrist. Still, he succeeded in tackling it to the ground and quickly rose to his feet before it had time to react. Holding his limp wrist in one arm, he turned to Val and the others.
"Let's make like a tree and get the fuck out of here!" he shouted, looking over his shoulder to see the snatcher slowly rise again...
Gregory had been lighting his torch, the flame danced upon the egde of the stick. He looked down at the Snatcher, anger and pity was in his eyes.
He brought the torch down, flaming end first onto the Snatcher.
He brought the torch down, flaming end first onto the Snatcher.
The silver necklace hits the Snatcher in the face, the skin melting off like wax...to reveal a skeletal mouth underneath. Immediately a horrid human scream of agony emits from the Snatchers mouth, long and drawn out as it whithers on the ground!
"WWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
"WWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY"
Gregory looks at the poor, miserable creature dying before him, pity and guilt welling up inside him.
"I'm so sorry."
"I'm so sorry."
Audrina remembered what the butler had said; the snatcher was probably just another unfortunate player who never had the chance to stop playing. "It's gone now, there's no saving it," she said swallowing the lump in her throat. "We need to keep on going before more come, good thinking with the silver." She was mentally cursing herself for not acting; it seemed that they all had done something to bring it down but her. What if they used that against me? What if they're convinced I'm the traitor? I'll be screwed. She hurried down the path, her anger pumping her legs. I was careless and too slow to react. What if I was the one to have been attacked instead of Val? I need to focus; surviving is the number one job now, nothing else. Get to the end of the game and it's all over.
Val stooped down and picked her necklace back up and looked at the writhing snatcher
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you see him later,but right now we can't take any chances." She lowered the charm onto the creature's head, it slowly burning closer to the brain.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you see him later,but right now we can't take any chances." She lowered the charm onto the creature's head, it slowly burning closer to the brain.
Finch cradled his wrist in his free arm. The pain was searing, but he paid it no mind. He was morbidly hypnotised by the dying creature in front of him, it's black sludge forming a sickening pool beside him as Val lowered the chain again onto his forehead.
He turned and saw Audrina was looking shocked. Her face was white as a sheet and her mouth was agape. She looked ready to give up at any moment.
Put her out of her misery a voice said She can't handle this. You'll be doing her a favour. Besides you want to help Janice right? Do it, do it DO IT-
He sat down and ripped off a part of his shirt. Snapping off a few layers of bark from a nearby tree, he fashioned a rough splint around his wrist. Primitive, but effective. The pain was alleviated slightly and he could move his hand a little. Turning to Val, his glare was monotone. There was no emotion there, only determination.
"Put it out of its misery. It was him or us, no time to get emmotional." he said coldly, staring blankly at the dying creature in front of him.
He turned and saw Audrina was looking shocked. Her face was white as a sheet and her mouth was agape. She looked ready to give up at any moment.
Put her out of her misery a voice said She can't handle this. You'll be doing her a favour. Besides you want to help Janice right? Do it, do it DO IT-
He sat down and ripped off a part of his shirt. Snapping off a few layers of bark from a nearby tree, he fashioned a rough splint around his wrist. Primitive, but effective. The pain was alleviated slightly and he could move his hand a little. Turning to Val, his glare was monotone. There was no emotion there, only determination.
"Put it out of its misery. It was him or us, no time to get emmotional." he said coldly, staring blankly at the dying creature in front of him.