Chapter 4: Escape the dead phase 2
The door swung open with little effort. I dashed, heart racing, blood pumping and fuelled with adrenaline. I smashed into skulls at my leisure. Blood hissed out of open veins like serpents. The feeling was amazing, I felt contempt. My desire to continue controlled me, as I manically ran into more smashing their skulls against the cold concrete. Noticing they had all reached the door safely I became bored…no more puppets to smash, what a shame.
I took the lead again, while most cowered and whimpered with the realisation it was possible for anyone to die at any moment. I put one foot on the stairs, took a deep breath and before my mind was truly focused my feet were pounding up the stairs. I knew now I was close, so close images appeared in my mind, so fast I was almost blind. My arm swung consistently, never resting. Never. Reaching the top of the stai