Total Necrosis, Chapter 3Eye-in-the-Sky
Saturday, 12:55 am
Joey Oakland sat in front of the large wall of TVs that displayed video feed from the many security cameras placed throughout the casino. His head laid across the table before him, his body both hungry and exhausted. He was supposed to be relieved from his shift an hour and a half ago, but no one came. Joey knew why, he had been following every chaotic second from his safe little control room. He watched as people started turning on each other, he saw the casino security officers tackled and ripped apart by their coworkers and tourists alike. The carnage was unfathomable, and he watched it all. He was too scared to go outside and he had long since convinced himself that it was a matter of self-preservation, not cowardice, that kept him from doing something to help the people outside.
He tried calling 911 but there was no answer. He called the casino manager but his secretary informed him that he was out sick and that there was no way of c
Dream Myself Alive"All we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
-Edgar Allen Poe
I can never remember my dreams. I'm sure I have them, I'm not that out-of-the-ordinary, but as soon as my eyes creak open and the warm rays of the sun wash over my body and bring me back to life the memories of those night-time adventures fade to black. It never really bothered me... that was, until I met Jace...
"Wonderful weather we're having here!" That was the first thing he ever said to me.
We were at the cafe that I would often visit on my lunch break; a quaint little sandwich shop with a nice patio out front. The drinks were cheap and it was within walking distance, a plus for someone without a car. I wound sit for a half hour, sometimes more, and draw. (It was a hobby and I wasn't very good at it.) That day it had stormed heavily. I distinctly remember the sound of rain pounding against the old umbrella that was little shelter from the storm.
He was lounging on a bench, letting the cold rain soak
Total Necrosis, Chapter 2 P.2No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Part two)
Chase and the girl nodded slowly, their eyes wide with a mixture of shock, fear, and disgust. He watched as she placed her left foot against the man's head and used it for balance, allowing her to pull the boot out of his skull. There was a squishing sound as she dislodged the boot from the man's head. Her face was warped into a look of repulsion, sickened by the mess clinging to the length of her heel.
Chase offered her a hand up and looked back to the young girl. "Let's get out of here?" He suggested. Another wave of growls and screams came from below, sending the trio into immediate action. "Now would be good."
He started heading for his truck on the level above, the girls trotting behind. The woman was fast but every now and then Chase would catch her slipping on the goo that was left on the bottom of her shoe. She ran beside him, matching his pace. "Where'd you learn that over-the-shoulder move?" He asked, slightly out of breath.
Total Necrosis, Chapter 2 P.1No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Part one)
Friday, 11:20 PM
Chase Williams drove his gold Ford F150 up the Royal Tiger Casino parking garage to the third floor. He eased into a spot on the left between a Chevy Cobalt and a silver Honda S2000. He had to carefully avoid hitting the Honda's open driver side door. He looked over to see the driver, a beautiful woman speaking frantically into a cell-phone. He had seen her before but he couldn't quite place it. Chase saw so many people a day that it was hard to distinguish one from another.
Chase worked security for the Casino. He sat, center stage, in the control room and monitored the many 'eyes in the sky' for cheaters, fugitives, and suspicious behavior in general. He loved his job, and he was good at it. Chase showed up his superiors on numerous occasions, and while that never made him anyone's favorite, it brought him a sense of pride and purpose.
He watched as the woman began to cry and bang her fists desperate
Total Necrosis, Chapter 1Full Moon Rising
Friday, 10:58 PM
The distinctive sound that high-heeled boots made when they met cold, hard, pavement, echoed in the five-story parking garage of the Royal Tiger Hotel and Casino. Nicole Cardoza had just finished her shift at the third floor bar and was slowly making her way down the ramp to her car, a silver Honda s2000 that her boyfriend bought from a federal auction in California. The price tag was close to nothing and he had gleefully informed her that it once belonged to a notorious drug lord in order to explain the bullet holes in the rear-end. It was a good-looking car, but the main reason she drove it was that hers was in the shop and she couldn't afford to get it fixed.
She usually parked closer to the service door but that morning the spot was taken by a black SUV with New York plates. She remembered that because she had to drive all the way up to the fifth floor and then down again just to find a spot. The lot tonight was emptier than us
And You Call Yourself a Vampire...2"Dinner is le served!" Ihan proudly proclaimed as he slammed his conquest onto the coffee table.
"Mmmphmempherr," the man desperately cried, his arms and legs tied tightly behind him, red rubber ball-gag stuffed in to his mouth. This had to be perfect, Ihan had all but wrapped the boy in a bow, because he knew that if he screwed up again Dani would find a way to kill him.
The cabin was quiet all for the pitiful whimpering of the flamboyantly dressed lad wiggling around on the table. Ihan scanned the poorly lit room for signs of his sister. The fire had died down, reduced to not much more than embers and obviously unattended. He checked his wristwatch for the time, 'I've only been gone an hour and a half, she should have been patient enough to wait that long,' he thought.
"Danielle?" He called out. He waited silently for a response, but the boy's cries were distracting. "Shut up," he muttered, kicking him off the short table. He rolled onto the floor and, much to Ihan'
And You Call Yourself a Vampire..."But, my beloved Alavar, we simply must be together!"
"No, Blanca, it cannot be! You have been blinded by love. Underneath this boyishly handsome face and glitter covered body I am a blood drinking monster!"
Blanca threw herself upon the bed, her arm draped dramatically across her forehead. "I don't care about that! I know that I am only fifteen and know nothing of life but what I do know is that my feelings for you are undeniable. If our love is forsaken then I'll gladly be damned!" She stared up at him, her lips puckered and cheeks flushed. "Take me, Alavar, take me now!" She cried out in passion.
Alavar stepped back and coughed. "Wait, what? You're only fifteen?"
Blanca leaned up and ripped open her blouse to reveal the tops of her B-cupped breasts. "That matters not, my love. I'm sure that when you were alive men were with women far younger."
"Woah, now, that's gross," he cringed, shielding her exposed flesh from his vision with his hand. "Put some clothes on for goodness sake."