We were silently walking towards the gate of the 13th Upper Hill subdivision. Just like most of the times, no one ever wanted to talk, because we were all occupied by our flow of thoughts. Most of us never expected that the second circle of hell would be this place—well, none of us could completely epect what this place would offer to us. However, even though we did not expect it, most of us weren’t surprised.
This place is also called the pleasure zone, that is why, it is not surprising, or perhaps won’t ask ‘why’ was this place chosen as the second circle of hell. I mean, this place has been catering a services [that would satisfy people ‘s lust—specially if it was about s*x. There are a lot of people, men and women, giving s*x services that was just loitering in this area. That’s what is according to my father. Every once in a blue moon, my father would take a moment with me, and then he would start opening up to me—some sort of family bonding. But, never did I enjoy it because most of the time, my father would share about his problems in work (which I don’t give a damn idea about!) and that whenever it was my turn to share what my problems were, it was also the time he would need to go to work. That’s why it was never a family bonding to me.
Anyway, going to the real problem. We will about to reach the gate of the subdivision. It was just a few meters away from us. On the frontline, of the group, we have Solomon, Jeross, Valour, another man from Raven which I name is I don’t know, and, me. Yes, surprisingly, Solomon asked me to become a frontliner. I can’t say no to him for two reasons: 1. I just wanted to helps the whole clutter of survivors; 2. It has been my intention to be in the frontline. I like the feeling of being as if I am an action star, and surely, being a frontliner would satisfy that craving of mine.
Now, we thought we could peacefully enter the subdivision. We thought there would be no hindrance, or even anything that would cause us panicking. Of course, it is a wrong judgement. This place is full unexpected surprises.
In a quick boom of second, a figure whooshed in our front too quick that we had no time to react. It had came towards Jeross, and it quickly tackled him down. Surprised we just found ourselves staring at Jeross and at the thing that is currently pinning him down the ground.
It was a sinner. It was wearing a familiar security guard’s uniform—a uniform exclusive only to this village. It was one of the security guards of this subdivision, I am sure, and he is now a sinner.
It was a different sinner than the first one we have encountered. This time, that once a security guard turned sinner has two small horns on his forehead. What’s more noticeable to him is his f*****g long tongue. I couldn’t believe how long it was that it became to look like as if it was a snake that coils around Jeross’ body. Jeross couldn’t move because he was being pinned down by the sinner, and then now he was shouting because of pain.
Another booming sound happen, and in an instant, we just saw that the Sinner’s head was flying off the air, detached from its body.
Beside the Sinner’s body is where Solomon is, still on his—s**t, I have to admit this—cool position of after-sword slashing. Blots of fresh blood was tainted on his face, neck, and clothes.
Then, in a snap, he tuned towards us, face was in state of panic and wary.
“Careful!” he shouted, “there are lots of Sinners that would attack!”
As quickly as possible, we have all summoned our weapons—mine being the jaded knife. We all became wary on the surrounding.
Solomon was indeed right. Sinners would attack us. In just a span of quick seconds, we just noticed that the whole place where we are standing, is now filled with a lot of Sinners. Just like the first Sinner who had attacked, these sinners who were surrounding us, also has demonic horns on their foreheads plus extremely long, snake-like tongues.
To add more stress to our situation, another creature has just literally fell from the red sky. Another Sinner—but worse. It was bigger than the usual Sinner in our fron, and it almost had the same characteristics as them, only that it looked like as if an upgraded version: big, bull-like horns that can quickly pierce through our body; and a long, python-sized tongue that is wiggling with sharp, deadly blades.
See, I always like the feeling of being as if I am an action star. But I always hate the feeling of fear that was creeping in my body whenever I have to fight. Just like now. Damn it .