Luke Henry is cursed to live for (aneternity) wrote in rooms,
Re: log: luke & jack, silent hill
He'd never been as glad to see anything as he was to see that damned apartment building-- at least, that was how Luke felt just then. Maybe inside wasn't any better, but maybe it was. Even if they couldn't make it up to the third floor yet, they could shut out what was outside, maybe hole up and wait for this to be over. And all he could do was hope that Evie and Wren had made it too.
The door was so, so close. He couldn't stop in time and slammed into it, mid-run, fumbling frantically to get it open. The handles were slick with blood and his hands shook from the pervasive cold, but all Luke could think was that they had to get in, they had to. He didn't look back. He knew things were coming, but he didn't want to see what. "Fuck!" Trusting that Jack would shoot anything that got too close, he rammed the door once, twice, throwing all his weight behind it. On the third try the door finally opened with a screech, and he wasted no time. Reaching blindly for Jack with one hand to pull him inside, trying to shut the door with the other, desperation making him short of breath; this definitely wasn't as easy as he thought it'd be.
Something grabbed his wrist. It was dark, he was panicked, so he couldn't see what but it burned, hot enough to be cold, and Luke shoved his fist into what felt like rent flesh, sickeningly warm, over and over as he tugged to free himself. Finally, whatever it was let go, and he practically threw himself against the door to keep it closed.