Re: log: luke & jack, silent hill
The thing behind them was all legs, but if anything that seemed to make it twice as fast as any live thing ought to be. Of course, it had no such limitations, built as it was from bad dreams and sensations, and Jack felt the distinctly nightmarish quality of not being able to ever run fast enough.
Something came close enough to clip his heel, but he didn't slow. The scuttling was immediately behind them now, and he paused only to kick back. The gunshot and the short, hard blow stunned the thing a little more substantially, but there was worse news in every other direction.
Without the fog, though, they could at least see what was coming, despite the darkness all around. Up ahead loomed a tall shape, just delineated from the starless sky by its hard lines. The apartment. He didn't say a word - they were running too hard to waste breath on conversation - and made for the front door of the apartment building.