Luke Henry is cursed to live for (aneternity) wrote in rooms,
Re: log: luke & jack, silent hill
It didn't surprise him, that they'd encountered two monsters so close to one another. Luke knew this was going to be bad. He tried not to look at the monster, the thing staggering without arms, trapped in its own skin, because if he didn't look then he wouldn't see anything he didn't want to see. But not looking didn't affect his hearing. The noises that came from the thing (did it even have a mouth?) made his skin crawl, and he tried to shut out any inklings of familiarity that crept up his spine. Just keep moving, just keep moving. And it seemed like that was good strategy, because they almost made it. Almost.
He saw the monster turn from the corner of his eye, but he didn't understand what it was doing. The thing had no arms, what could it possibly do? And then he remembered, too late, as a dark spray of liquid (acid?) came their way. He grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him back, instinctively, trying to avoid getting hit right in the face.
In his haste to avoid the acid, though, he stumbled, fell back, kicking at the ground where some of the acid had gotten on his sneakers. A second later he looked up as the monster staggered closer. It had a face now, Luke saw. And the sounds, they were what a dying man sounded like when he was choking on his own blood. He stared, and he reacted without thinking; he reached for his gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger. Two shots to the head, and he scrambled back as the thing convulsed and fell.
Shit. Shit. So much for being quiet. He got to his feet, avoided looking at Jack, and started walking. Fast. "We need to move."