In The Last Days

Chapter 4: Nightmare

“Finn…Take... Care… I ..love you son… Make sure… you.. survive… Whatever life throws… at …you” Charles said, word for word, gathering the last ounce power he had, using it to push Finn away from him.

This was the only means he had to protect Finn from the creeping flames, that engulfed the vehicle.

Instantly, due to the remnants of fuel in the vehicle, the flames got far worse and wild, as it resulted into an explosion, completely burning Charles and Bridgette to a crisp.

! Boom!

“Dad!” Finn exclaimed, as he watched the car explode, blasting him away.

His eyes instantly darkened, his throat thickened, as he was completely washed up by melancholy and sadness.

Beads of tears ran down his eyes, as he collapsed on the charred up asphalt, staring aimlessly into the cosmos, furiously yelling, “WHY!”

“God damnit… s**t!” He exclaimed in annoyance, repeatedly pounding his fist on the charred soil, eventually bruising them as he involuntarily erupted into tears.

Due to his insane outburst of bitter emotions, Finn’s entire body was stricken by grief and a strange sense of weakness, thus, causing the young lad to collapse onto his knees.

“f**k… f**k!” He wailed in pain, with tears rapidly running down his eyes.

! Pa! Pa! Pa!

He promptly gripped his head, violently shaking and smacking the life out of himself, trying his best to clear off the dark mist of melancholy which shrouded around his body.

However, the more he inflicted physical pain on himself, the more he broke down emotionally, finally causing him to collapse onto the charred earth, soiling it with his salty tears.

Half an Hour Later….

A young eighteen year old lad could be seen staggering his way through the rubble’s of what was previously ‘Brooklyn’.

His eyes were haunted by the devastating scene while his nose was attacked gravely by the smell of ashes and burnt humans.

“How could this happen?” He muttered, continually moving his head to and fro, shivering in disbelief.

The lad was non other than.. Finn Ian Baker.

“I can’t… I can’t… I can’t be the one only who survived” He whined, struggling to accept the reality.

“Hello!”

…

“Hey!”

…

“Anyone?”

…

“Is anyone there?”

…

“Answer me!”

…

“WHAT THE f**k IS GOING ON?” He exclaimed at the top of his voice, feeling infuriated and anxious.

No response… Just as expected, Finn received zero response, further pushing towards the cliff of insanity, as he began to frantically mutter, shiver and stutter.

“This…. This… This can’t be real… This can’t be..”

! Ahhhh-Ahhh!

His insane murmur promptly ceased as he suddenly heard an indistinct exclaim, originating due north, approximately ten blocks away from Finn’s location.

The Lad’s gradually deteriorating psyche promptly coagulated, thanks to the fact that he wasn’t the only human remaining on the wreck planet previously named Earth.

! Someone please help!

The indistinct voice continued, apparently calling for help. Immediately he heard the cry for assistance, Finn quickly pushed his legs as he struggled to run towards the direction where the ‘SOS’ came from.

He soon discovered that he didn’t actually walk unscratched from the previously insane accident.

It turned that his right ankle was badly injured, causing to stagger while he tried to run at full speed.

! Please!

…

! Ahhhh-Ahh!

…

! HELP!

The closer Finn got to the origin of the indistinct scream for help, the louder the horrifying pleas got and the more he got weary and uncertain about what he was going to encounter.

! Thud!

Halfway to the location, his right ankle suddenly gave out, causing him to stumble heavily onto the charred, ashy earth, giving him multiple scraps and bruises.

“f**k!” He cursed in annoyance, forcefully pulling himself back up.

Immediately he rose back to his feet, his eyes spotted a dark silhouette figure hurriedly rushed towards him, causing him to instinctively stagger backwards in shock.

Soon, he discovered the dark silhouette was another human.

He wasn’t the only human left on Earth… He wasn’t damned to be alone for eternity.

Elated by his new discovery, Finn rushed towards the unknown person, who was originally heading towards his direction.

“ Help… Help… Help me” Finn heard the figure repeatedly cry out towards him, causing him to instinctively increase his pace.

Finally he got to the figure and finally discovered the person was actually a female who was rather same age as him.

Immediately she saw him approach her, she suddenly collapsed, landing straight into his arms, leaving him dazed.

At the same time, she tightly held her abdomen with her arms.

Huh-Huh-Huh-Huh!!!

She hurriedly panted for breathe, fixating her lucid eyes on the confused guy that seemingly rescued her.

“What happened to you?” Finn promptly inquired, sensing something odd and disturbing.

! Cough! Cough!

Right before she could answer his question, she suddenly began to cough violently, promptly she choking on her own blood.

The more she coughed, the more blood hurriedly flowed into her lungs, spewing right out of her nose, further confusing the already dazed Finn.

After a few moments of excruciating pain, she finally kicked the bucket, totally shattering Finn’s psyche completely. He couldn’t help but shed tears of pity for a girl he had just met.

Immediately she died, her hands dropped allowing Finn to finally come to the Limelight of the debacle.

He soon discovered that the strange girl’s clothes was completely covered in crimson blood, and around her abdominal region, she had an inhumane cut, causing her large intestine to dangle out of her body.

Finn hurriedly pushed away the dead corpse in shock and fright, as he saw the cluster of pink body matter, leaking from her body.

! HELP!

Still trying to wrap his head around this current situation, he heard another call for help. His eyes met another figure, which this time, belonged to a man who looked like he was in early twenties.

He was missing his left arm and large bits of flesh on his face, completely disfiguring his entire body.

Blood oozed rapidly out of his body, completely draining him.

! Thud!

He dropped dead, right in front of Finn, causing him to instinctively hurdle away in fright.

! Ahhhhh! He involuntarily shrieked, shivering in fear.

Why the heck was people dropping dead right in front of him?

! Ahhhh-Ahh!

! Growl!

Not long after he heard another dieing scream and promptly following it was an inhumane, monstrous growl, which tightly gripped and churned Finn’s heart.

Instinctively, he pushed away the corpse which was right underneath his feets, instantly stood back to his feet while he prepped himself to flee the area.

Right before he could take a step, a headless corpse was sent flying straight towards his direction, eventually colliding with his body, sending crashing to the ground.

! Thud!

“Ouch!” He whined, staring at the strangely flying body. Instantly, he discovered that the corpse head had been roughly decapitated, making it seem like it was actually torn out by force.

Staring at the headless body was dropped blood onto his clothes, soiling it in the process, Finn couldn’t help but retch as the strong smell of iron drilled straight into his nose, giving him nauseuting experience.

“ Ugh-Ughh” He panted for breathe, using his left arm to wipe his wet mouth.

Prepping himself to exit the area, a tall, slender dark silhouette figure casually walked out of the vast darkness that shrouded the alley where the corpses originated from.

The Figure’s had large turbid, bloodshot eyes which glowed bright crimson in the dark, placing whatever it saw, in a state of frenzy and immense fright.

Staring directly at the inhumane eyes which obviously stared back at him, Finn couldn’t help but quiver in fright, as knees began to vibrate out of control, staggering backwards.

In the Figure’s hands was a weirdly shaped meaty object which blood oozed out from. It didn’t take him long before he discovered that the strange meaty object was actually a human head.

Apparently, it belonged to the headless corpse that catapulted towards him earlier.

! Roar!

The grotesque figure suddenly released a devilish roar, causing fear to swiftly stab Finn’s heart, closely giving him an actual heart attack.

! Boom! Boom! Boom!

! Cough!

Blood flew right out of his mouth and nose as he promptly reached out and grabbed his chest, which felt like it was going to suddenly burst open.

Gathering enough willpower, Finn swiftly took to his heels, trying his best to flee from the dark, bloodthirsty figure.

! Growl!

Like magic, the dark Figure suddenly vanished like a flash of crimson light, dearly confusing the fleeing Finn.

Huh-Huh-Huh-Huh!!

He heavily panted for breathe, as he ran as fast as his legs could take him.

“Who was that?”

“No… What the heck was that?”

He simultaneously thought, as continued his poorly planned escape.

He looked left, then right and finally left again and discovered that he couldn’t find the strange figure which he ran away from.

“Is it still after me?” He thought as he foolishly slowed down his pace, feeling oddly safe.

! Roar!

The devilish and fear striking roar suddenly appeared right out of the blues, frightening and confusing the young lad.

In an attempt to ascertain where the roar could be coming from, he shifted his attention to his left, right and back, unfortunately, those directions were obviously wrong.

Struggling to find which direction was approaching from, he quivered unconsciously, suddenly shifting his attention towards the dark and dreary night sky.

! Roar!

There it was… The Dark grotesque Figure… Up high in the dreary night sky, completely bathed under the moonlight, revealing it’s actual appearance to the young lad.

The figure was neither a Human nor an Earthly beast… It was something utterly extraterrestrial.

It’s head resembled a goat like creature, with two crazy sharp horns extending our of it’s skull, like two gigantic skyscrapers, alongside it’s devilish crimson colored eyes which glowed bright, acting like a brand new Night visions google.

It’s entire body was covered in black, thick yet flexible scales while it’s fingers and legs had multiple blade-like nails, which was capable of literally slicing up a Human’s head with little to no effort.

The creature was about the same height as Finn. This was due to it’s crooked hind limbs and hunched back, however, this body defects didn’t hinder the creatures insane abilities.

Staring at the creature which was about to descend on him, Finn quickly recognized what it was.

“It can’t be…. It can’t!” He muttered, gathering more momentum and speed, which he used to evade the “Beast”.

Due to Finn previous habits of engrossing himself in matters of supernatural and several horror movies, alongside Novels, respite not believing in the ‘Supernatural’, he was able to identify the bloodlusted ‘Creature’ which was directly on his tail.

The Creature was known as The Otherworld Beast… Servants of the Maniacal and Mischievous entity of Malevolence…. Infamously known as a Hells-pawn.

Hells-pawns aren’t Demons or Fallen Angels but malefic creature spawned directly in Hell during the descent of Archangel Lucifer, otherwise known as The Archnemesis of Man and Life… The Old Dragon.. The Devil.

This Creatures only purpose was to cause Mayhem and shed blood just to amuse their Master.

“This can’t be real right?” Finn muttered to himself as he continued running for his life.

Something totally ominous struck his mind, causing him to cease his escape. He soon noticed an odd sanguineous fog gradually enveloping him within it, dearly disrupting his vision, leaving him up open to a sneak attack.

Fuck….Fuck….Fuck…Fuck!!!!

Only one word stormed his mind, as he panicked trying his best to exit the odd colored fog which had slight stench of Iron.

! Growl!

The Hells-pawn suddenly lunged at him, delivering a devastating claw attack. However, thanks to fact that his senses were going haywire, he quickly perceived the devilish presence, alongside it’s purposely suppressed growl.

Putting these elements together rapidly, he surprisingly deduced the direction and position of the ‘Beast’ allowing him to dodge it’s attack just in time.

Despite his ingenious tactics, he barely escaped the “Beast’s” claws, allowing the it’s nasty blade to wickedly graze his chest, living a wicked five mark injury, soiling his gray hoodie.

Wrecked with pain as blood oozed out of his chest, he struggled to crawl his way out of the odd fog, in order to escape the Otherworld Beast that was after him.

Successfully evading the Hells-pawn which after his life, he quickly staggered back to his feet, forcing himself to run away from flee the area.

Shit…. s**t… s**t…. s**t!

He internally cursed, as he pushed his legs passed their limits while he tightly held his chest, trying to temporarily stop the bleeding.

“f**k…. This is a fuckin Nightmare!”