IH74
Dec 10, 2017 14:27:58 GMT -5
Post by MickeyMcGuire on Dec 10, 2017 14:27:58 GMT -5
The Grammar is terrible and sentence structure isn't the best. But I was like 16 when I wrote this
Insomniac Hazard 74
Prologue
Andrew S. McGuire
10/29/2009
Revised on 07/21/12
The morning air was crisp and cool. The glorious sun hadn’t quite shown its beautiful face over the mountain ridge. Infinite amounts of dew covered all of the grass and flowers. The wind was absolutely still and somewhere down in the valley a river flowed freely. Up above the trees and bushes stood a wonderful, beautiful looking, two story house. Not a single light was on and everybody was asleep; everyone but one person, the father, who was sitting up in bed pondering about many things. He had just been abruptly woken up.
For the previous few nights the father has had a very peculiar, repetitive dream that caused him to wake up completely drained of all his energy and he wouldn’t want to do anything. He only knew of one way to correct this pestering problem: his daily routine. The daily routine was to go outside in the early morning, before everyone was awake, and smoke a cigarette. He had been doing this for the last few years and no one knew about it, yet. His wife had also been on his case about being a poor example for the children. His solution was simply not let them see him.
Problem solved, right?
His name was Zane and he has a very wonderful and eccentric family. He has a wife, Alexandria, a daughter, Deloise, and two sons, Xayne and Alex. Zane couldn’t survive without his family, they are his world.
A slit of sunlight worked its way through the window and up to Zane’s lap. He noticed the light and quickly, but quietly, crawled out of bed. He remade his part of the bed cautiously; he didn’t want to hear the earful that his wife would give him if she knew what he was leaving to go do. He put on his slippers and noiselessly left the room.
On the way down the hall he stopped by his daughter’s room and open the door; she was sound asleep and quietly snoring. Deloise was the second oldest. She was fourteen and she had already entered the extremely hormonal stage of her young adulthood. She was rebellious and wanted nothing to do with the family.
Zane sighed and closed the door. He proceeded on down the hallway. He popped into him son’s room and peered in. both Xayne and Alex were quietly sleeping.
Alex was the youngest being only eighteen months old and he was definitely a handful to the rest of the family. Now, Xayne on the other hand, was the complete opposite. Xayne was going to be turning eighteen within a few months and he wanted to move out as soon as he was legally able to. Zane was very reluctant to allow his first born son to move on into the real world so young.
Zane went to close the door when he heard a low growl from within the room. He reopened the door slowly and saw Bronx setting on Xayne’s bed wagging his tail.
“Outside?” Zane asked.
Bronx crawled off Xayne’s bed carefully and walked out of the room. Zane and Bronx continued down the hallway towards the back door.
Zane walked up to the back door and opened it. He was hit with a blast of heat, like that of a solar flare penetrating the earth’s atmosphere, and he enjoyed it. He pushed open the screen door and stepped out onto the porch. Slowly he walked over to his rocking chair and sat down.
As he sat down, his chair let out a small squeak like that of a mouse being stepped on. He rocked back and forth, continually emitting the squeaking sound. Bronx took off down the porch steps and out into the forest quickly.
Zane lit up a cigarette and enjoyed the surrounding landscape. The birds were chirping, bees buzzing, and down in the valley a river flowed with great resonance. He inhaled the first puff and allowed the nicotine to tingle all of his senses. He took a moment and then finally exhaled; emitting a larger cloud of smoke into the atmosphere. He was relaxed and he could finally work on deciphering his odd dream.
He stood in the middle of a barren desert with nothing but the clothes on his back. His lips were chapped, sweat was pouring down his face draining what was left of his body’s water supply, and he was exposed to all the natural elements of a Nevadan desert. He began to wander aimlessly, searching for some sort of an enclosure that he could shield himself in; the sun was doing some extreme damage to his skin.
He scanned the horizon continuously, until from off to the west, stood a cave plain as day. He took off in a full sprint towards the cave, wasting much needed energy. As he came closer he could hear the sound of running water echoing all around him; it was coming from inside the cave.
He stood in front of the cave with the sun beating down on his back. Inside it was pitch black and from somewhere inside the cave he could hear the running water. He stepped into the cave; he had no other choice.
Once he was inside he felt a rush of cool air and he could almost taste the water replenishing his extreme thirst. He moved deeper into the cave, walking toward the echoing of the water running.
He heard a low-pitched screech behind him and he jumped back quickly, as if he were to fight the noise. Standing in front of him was a silhouette of something between him and the cave entrance. He slowly stepped back, unsure of where he was going.
The shadow moved closer and each time the shadow stepped, it sounded like razorblades being sharpened with a rough edge. He stepped back further and tripped on something sticking up from the ground, causing him to slam his head on the cave wall. He opened his eyes as he felt a presence standing over him and he saw a pair of dark, blood red eyes staring back at him. He tried to move but something was pinning him to the ground. He felt a sharp pain drive through his chest and he felt a warm breath on his face. The shadow became clear and he noticed several rows of extremely sharp teeth handing three inches from his face. The shadow screeched consciousness as he felt sharp teeth piercing his head.
Zane awoke with a startle; something landed in his lap and was licking his face. He blinked a few times and quickly regained his vision.
“Oh, get down boy.” Zane commanded and used all of his force to shove Bronx off his lap.
Bronx landed on the porch with a thump and obediently walked over the porch steps and laid down, after circling himself a few times.
Zane felt a burning sensation in between his finger tips and he flinched back, dropping what was left of his cigarette. He kissed the burning section of him skin and lit up another cigarette. He began to listen to the land intently. The sky had darkened severely and it became quite cold. Zane could no longer hear the birds or the bees. Bronx’s head perked up and he began to growl quietly.
Zane stood up and walked over to Bronx. He scanned the horizon, attempting to locate what was upsetting Bronx, and he noticed a darkened shadow falling upon his house. He looked up and had to jump back as a large flock of birds flew dangerously close to his porch, squeaking as they passed. Zane landed on his elbows with a thump and he felt a rush of pain shoot up through his arms.
The earth began to rumble slightly. Zane carefully stood up and peeked out into the forest once more. Bronx started barking and took off down the porch steps.
“Bronx, get back here!” Zane commanded.
Bronx disappeared into the tree-line off to the East. Zane took off down the porch steps when the earth began to shake violently. He was forced down on the steps when a pack of forest animals marched past his house and down the road to the West.
Zane heard Bronx barking and watched in awe as his dog, who was mixed into the pack of animals, ran past the house. Zane stood up and stepped out into the cloud of dust left behind. He looked down the road and watched as the animals tore into the forest, leaving nothing but fallen trees and torn bushes. He walked down the road with hope to find his dog, but he met up with the impenetrable tree-line, he turned and walked back to his house with his head hanging low.
The shadow that once covered his house had disappeared and Zane looked up into the sky. The sun was out once more and shined brightly upon his skin, but something was different. All around the sun was a numerous amount of darkened clouds that looked like a master pieced painting and the sun was only inside of a single hole evading the darkness. The clouds were a dark blue, purplish black and it looked like something was perturbing out of the clouds slowly.
Zane stood there and continued to stare into the darkened sky as the sun disappeared and the shadow fell upon the house once more. A single, large, disc shaped figure came into view. He observed it for a few seconds and immediately recognized what was floating there above him:
They have come for me!
Zane had to distract them and get them away from his family. He lowered his head and scanned the horizon. His car was in the garage and he would have to go into the house to get the keys. That‘s not going to work. I have maybe a minute left before……..
Suddenly, a strike of light smacked the ground and blinded Zane temporarily. He covered his face with his hand until he regained his vision. He could hear the gravel all around his crunching as if something was moving towards him.
He slowly removed his hand from his face. Standing before him was a large, black object that had a metallic reflection. He studied it for a moment and quickly realized that they too also had come for him. What the hell are they doing here? I want nothing to do with them or them! Zane told himself as he pointed at the new arrival and the sky.
The black object that Zane had realized was a SUV opened up and four tall, well-built men stepped out with odd-looking rifles strapped around their shoulders.
“Go away! I want nothing to do with IH74 anymore. We’re done!” Zane screamed at the soldiers.
“You are in grave danger! You must come with us now!” one man commanded and stepped closer to Zane.
“I must get my family. They’re all I have left in this world!” Zane responded and took off running towards his house.
It was a good distance between where Zane was standing and his house, but he had to try to outrun them; it didn’t help that he was only wearing sandals and the soldiers were wearing boots.
A low-pitched screech made Zane abruptly stop. The soldiers stopped too, and drew their weapons. Not here, not again! Zane did a full 360 spin as he scanned his perimeter, looking for what he didn’t want to see.
A mechanical beeping went off near one of the soldiers and every one of them crouched low to the ground with their weapons aimed towards Zane. Zane stopped and took a second to think. It better not be right behind me!
Zane turned around and faced down the road he just came up from. He immediately froze up when he say it! A Spidion stood in front of him. It stood as tall as Zane, had eight long and sharp pointy legs that looked like sharpened razorblades. The body was similar to that of a spider with the exception of the stinger on the thorax with a tail standing tall and proud. At the end of that tail was a stinger throbbing with some sort of bluish-green liquid inside.
The creature let loose a low-pitched screeched and edged closer, oblivious to the four soldiers standing behind Zane, they were here for me! Zane attempted to move his limbs, but his body wasn't responding and the spidion was moving closer by the second.
The spidion was so close that Zane could see down the throat of the beast; inside, numerous rows of sharp incisors and chunks of rotten flesh with flies swarming whats left. I don't want to be eaten first. Sweat was pouring down Zane's face and his limbs were still numb.
Suddenly, the spidion began to involuntarily shake as if it were being electrocuted. The four soldiers had moved in closer and were standing next to him with their weapons drawn facing the spidion. The spidion instantaneously exploding sending blood and internal organs all over the five of them, Zane receiving the worst of it, but still continuing to be frozen. He didn't even realize that two of the soldiers picked him up and carried him over to the SUV, while one of the soldiers started the vehicle and the other opened the door. Once Zane was inside the driver floored the accelerator and disappeared into the distance, leaving Zane's family behind.
The SUV flew down the dirt road at seventy miles per hour when Zane finally came around slowly. Zane blinked a few times to regain his vision and immediately noticed several of the spidions outside of the vehicle following them. He looked around the inside of the vehicle and attempted to locate the driver but quickly realized that he was inside a sound proof metal cage that would keep him silent as a mouse sneaking around at night looking for something to eat. He couldn't even see out the front of the vehicle, only the sides.
He noticed that the color of the spidions changed from the last time he saw them; this time their bodies were covered in yellow with red stripes that ran down their backs and up their pincers.
Zane jumped back when a spidion ran up on the road and threatened to slam into the vehicle. He landed on the other side of the vehicle and looked out the window. He noticed a similar situation of the other side and jumped into the middle. I'm trapped!
Down the road was a covered bridge and the driver knew that the spidions could not follow him in there. The driver floored the accelerator and Zane felt it in the back as he was forced into his seat. The spidions began screeching and slamming into the vehicle, leaving a huge impact on each side. Zane was forced to cringe up in the middle of the seat if he did not want to meet the metal face to face.
The bridge was less than thirty feet from them when two more spidions came out from the tree line and slammed into the driver's side. The SUV swerved of the road and down the embankment. Zane was not wearing his seatbelt and was tossed around in the back like a rag-doll.
The SUV came to a splashing stop. They had landed in the river! Not only did they land in the river, but they had landed upside down. Blood was flowing freely down his face and he could not feel his legs. The vehicle quickly sank to the bottom of the river and he realized that being in the back of an IH74 vehicle, he would be safe from the water but would quickly run out of oxygen.
Just as quickly had they landed in the river, he was back on land. Something grabbed the vehicle, leaving imprints in the roof, and threw the SUV back onto land. When the SUV landed he was sitting the correct way. The SUV hit tires first and bounced a few times, eventually tearing the super-tested springs under the vehicle. I am safe for the moment; they cannot get me in here!
A pair of sharp teeth broke through the passenger's door and slowly tugged at it. Zane could see the top of the spidion's head. The door was torn away sending a rush of diffused air into the vehicle. Water dripped into the backseat and soaked Zane. For a moment Zane could hear the bird's chirping, bees buzzing and the river flowed. This is how life should be.
It was over before it began, as Zane moved to hop out of the vehicle a spidion moved over and blocked his retreat. The creature screeched and moved into attack.