Viper
I emerged from the basement into the main hallway, the heavy steel door clanging shut behind me, sealing the screams and the smell of fear below.
The air up here felt different It was stale with cigarette smoke and spilled beer, vibrating with the bass of a song I didn't recognize. The party was still raging. People were laughing, glasses clinking, and there was this kind of background noise from people totally oblivious to the rot at the base
It made my skin crawl.
I walked straight to the bar. Ink saw me coming.
He saw the look in my eyes… the dead look that usually preceded a funeral.
He paused his drink pouring halfway through.
I didn't have to shout. I just cut a hand through and Ink nodded. He ducked under the bar and silenced the tunes.
The quiet that came after was r
