Re: log: luke & jack, silent hill
Jack moved quietly behind Luke. The creature ahead of them was resolving into something more definite, more real, twisted limbs under a sack of skin. That was two monsters in short proximity to each other, and they hadn't even seen a sign of the apartment building yet.
Something about the monster struck him as familiar, just like the legged thing by the mailbox. There was something about the soft sucking sound it made, its particular agonized twist, limbless and helpless. It made him sick, watching it. Was it familiar to Luke, too? Did he know it?
Jack tried to watch it as little as possible while they moved past, and tried not to think about immobility, about the sounds a person made when their throat filled with blood.
Then, when they had almost passed it, the thing abruptly turned, heaved back, and spat a long dark spray of acid at them both.