Friday, January 25, 2019

Biohazardous Affections: Chapter 1 - Falling in Love the Wrong Way


Chapter 1 – Falling in Love the Wrong Way
On one unfortunate night, an accident in a research facility causes an outbreak of a virus that makes people cannibals by cutting off all if not all of the reasoning ability in their brain. The outbreak spread throughout all of the world. It was a global effort to find cures for major diseases after all with dozens upon dozens of researchers and countries involved. The reason why this outbreak had such a major impact on the world was because these cannibals, infected, or zombies as most call them were still able to mimic normal human behavior.
These cannibals could act normal as long as they weren’t compromised. They could even eat normal food and use their most recent memories to fool people to think that they were normal, however, they aren’t able to remember older memories or information that takes some time to remember. Once they have their targets secluded, they bite them or eat them to turn them into cannibals. Some areas of the country didn’t know or believe this outbreak was real since the cannibals were so good at blending in. After a couple of months, there’s good and bad news for humanity. The bad news is that there are more cannibals than normal humans. The good news is that there’s a cure and everyone in the world knows that the cannibals are a real threat to humanity and they’re fighting back.
A small group of survivors is holding out in the woods outside of their fishing town that is overrun with cannibals. Two people are heading out to a power plant since the power for their hideout has mysteriously been turned off.
“Get off me!” the young man says.
“Oh come on, Hagan. Stop being such a hard head. I’m just hugging you.”
“Well, I don’t like you hugging me, Chloe. I know what your feelings are for me even though I’m with Brandy.”
“I’m not trying to do anything. I’m over you choosing her over me.”
“The way you touch me sometimes says otherwise. Let’s just drop this drama once and for all. We need to be on guard.”
“Right.”
“You know what to do, right?”
“I know. I’ll keep watch by the cliffs while you go in to turn the power on.”
“Good. Watch yourself. Even though I don’t trust you with touching me, I do trust you with everything else.”
“Okay, you don’t need to worry about me. This isn’t like it’s our last time together.”
“I know. I’m just saying.”
Hagan goes down to the power plant to find it empty with nothing broken or out of place, but the main power switch is turned off, which is strange. No one is stationed here nor are there any known human settlements around this area. After turning the power back on, a gunshot is made from Chloe’s general area.
Hagan says over the walkie talkie, “Chloe? What’s going on?”
He receives no response. When he goes outside, he finds multiple people converging on him. Since the cannibals know they can’t fool him, they use the energy they use for reasoning and convert it to enhance their strength and endurance. Hagan tries using his knife to conserve ammo since there are so many, but he realizes that he’s outnumbered. He heads back inside the building and barricades the main door. He then tries to kill as many cannibals as he can that come out of the three windows in the small building until his back is up against the wall. He’s managed to save a clip of ammo for himself in case he has to put a bullet in his head, but it appears like he doesn’t have to.
The cannibals stop moving for some reason and just corner Hagan. He stops fighting and wonders what could be happening. It becomes clear once Chloe comes into the building. Her hazel eyes are gone and have been replaced with light blue eyes. Her lips are now blue, and her skin is pale.
“Chloe…”
“I’m sorry, Hagan. I didn’t want this to happen. I wanted them to kill me once they got me, but now I’m like this, and there’s only one way for you to survive.”
If two virgins are attracted to one another, the virus will take advantage of this and cut off part of their reasoning and increase their hormones so they can make infected children. Once pregnant, a female will give birth within a few weeks and have grown children within the same amount of time. These "zombie" children act like normal children and are almost indistinguishable from normal children, which makes them effective for infiltration and easy takeover of human settlements. It seems like to Hagan that the cannibals knew of the people within their settlement and purposefully drew them out so this could happen. He’s extremely stressed out and doesn’t know what to do.
“Just trust me, Hagan.”
“I trust you with everything but controlling yourself around me. I could almost swear that you did this on purpose!”
“I didn’t. You know how we can get out of this. Just trust me for now.”
Chloe slowly walks towards Hagan with her arms out. He points his gun at her, which make the cannibals take a step toward him to remind him what would happen if he refuses her. Hagan then lowers his gun and stands still, but uneasy. He lets Chloe bite his neck to infect him as her mate. The cannibals walk away with a smile as they trust their virus to work on him. Hagan bleeds blue blood from his bite wound as his sclera turns light blue while his iris and pupil turn completely black.
“Ow. Ow! Stop it!” Hagan says as Chloe begins to sensually bite and lick his neck.
He pushes her away and points his gun at her again.
She says, “You know you’ll die too if I die.”
“I’m not sure if I’ll care.”
Chloe is a bit shaky as she tries to control her desire.
“Chloe, control yourself.”
“I…I…”
Chloe begins to hug Hagan and breathe in his face with a captivating look on her face, which doesn’t help the way he feels.
“Get…get off! You aren’t helping by doing this.”
Hagan pushes Chloe further away this time.
“I’m…I’m sorry.”
Needing to let go of his pent up energy, Hagan punches a wall then grunts in frustration. They both stay in silence for a few moments as they collect themselves.
“You couldn’t do anything else. You didn’t have a choice in the matter…I forgive you. It’s not your fault.”
“Thank you for understanding.”
Hagan walks away with Chloe behind him. He unconsciously walks faster than her because of his frustrations and begins to feel pains in chest. Chloe picks up her pace to get to him.
She holds his chest and says, “Remember, you can’t be far from me.”
“Yeah.”
Hagan walks away from Chloe still frustrated.
“I thought you said you forgave me.”
“I do. I’m still frustrated by this situation. I know for a fact that you like it more than you’re showing.”
“Hagan…”
“I don’t want to hear it right now.”
Chloe holds onto Hagan’s arm, which gives him a little comfort. He unknowingly goes along with her holding his arm until he realizes when they get back to their settlement. This is when he pulls his arm away from her. As they approach the small settlement set in a secluded prison, Hagan wishes the snipers would shoot them since he knows they can see him, but they don’t. The people in the settlement signal the doors to be open with an orange light to signal caution. Brandy, Hagan’s girlfriend, walks out of the doors armed with a shotgun and two other guards who have submachine guns. She has a condescending but worried look on her face. The three point their guns at Hagan and Chloe as they get closer.
Hagan says, “Brandy…I’m sorry. It was a trap set by the infected. I think they meant to get people like us so this could happen.”
“Then I should’ve been there instead,” Brandy says, “Do you remember where we first met?”
“On a grade school trip. We were at the docks and that’s where I got your number.”
“Good. You’re still conscious. Chloe, do you remember the first time we met?”
“We met in pre-school.”
“That’s right. Well…I guess we can’t do anything now. I already have someone calling the CDC to come here to cure you. Hopefully, this’ll turn out to be something good especially since you two have the cure for this virus in your blood.”
Since human blood and the virus are synergized when a couple is infected, their blood can be taken and used to create a cure that makes normal humans immune to the virus. It can also cure cannibals assuming they haven’t been infected for a long time or if their bodies aren’t heavily damaged.
“That’s good. I’m thinking that if the cannibals thought of this plan, then they’re probably going to keep tabs on us since they can sense us. Get the defenses ready if they do attack,” Hagan says.
Chloe brings up the fact that, “Wouldn’t it be better if we just secluded ourselves away from here? We’re going to be putting everyone in danger.”
“I didn’t trust you with Hagan when you weren’t infected. What makes you think I’ll trust you when you’re like this?” Brandy counters, “We’ll hold the two of you in separate cells, so nothing happens when you’re sleeping. I’ll be guarding you two during the day.”
“Brandy, I…”
“This is final, Chloe. We aren’t going to argue about this. Hagan, explain everything to me.”
Hagan explains what happened to Brandy as they enter the prison. After his explanation, Brandy lets the other guards go to help the others prepare for a possible attack by the cannibals. The three young adults who were close friends only a couple of hours ago sit in silence as if they were strangers.
“We may be infected but we can still help around the prison,” Hagan speaks up.
“It’s fine,” Brandy responds, “We have twenty well-armed people here. You don’t need to worry about them. Just worry about yourself for now. Oh, and take this gas mask. You’ll need it.”
“Thanks.”
As Hagan takes the gasmask, Brandy shakes her head.
“I can’t believe this happened to you of all people with her in the mix.”
“Me too. I’m sorry I didn’t prepare for something like this to happen.”
“It’s not your fault.”
Brandy stares at Chloe who’s been staring at Hagan for a while now.
“Eyes off him, Chloe. You don’t want to lose control of yourself.”
“Oh, I…I…”
“Yes?”
“You shouldn’t worry about him anymore. He’s mine now.”
“Excuse me?”
“I…I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
“That better have been the case. Go take a cold shower. That should help you keep control of yourself.”
“Hagan has to come with me.”
“Oh, that’s right. I guess you’re never taking another shower until the CDC come then. I think you two should get some rest before dinner. It should calm your minds.”
Hagan and Chloe sleep in separate cells with their doors locked while Brandy heads off to help the rest of the prison prepare for an attack and getting her mind off the situation to calm her mind as well. During his sleep, Hagan feels his heart slowly begin to beat. He can hear the beating of Chloe’s heart from the other side of the wall and the two hearts beat together as if calling out to one another. His breathing starts to slowly intensify as his heart keeps beating intensely. Before he knows it, the heart he feels on the other side moves into his cell until a presence lays on him and holds him.
His heart starts beating faster as he starts to feel warm and elated. The presence on top of him brings their beating hearts together and makes him more euphoric. Hagan then starts receiving kisses, which makes him uncontrollably kiss back and feel this presence. He starts getting licked then scratched as this keeps going on. The presence on top of him is pushed off. He then panics and tries to reconnect with it but is held down before being drenched in cold water and slapped several times.
He wakes up to see that Chloe managed to break open their cells and get to him. Three guards are holding her back while pouring cold water on her to calm her down. Brandy shakes her head with her hands on her face.
“I should’ve remembered,” she says.
Infected female mates who are infected are much like female insects who are stronger than their male counterparts. They are harder to calm down, easier to arose, and are usually violent during sexual intercourse.
“Brandy…I’m sorry I didn’t resist. I was sleeping and barely had any control over myself,” Hagan explains.
“You could’ve…Nevermind. I understand. We have to talk.”
“Look, when the CDC comes here, things will go back to normal, which includes our town!”
“I’m not sure that will happen. A large group of cannibals is coming this way soon. If we can’t hold out, you have to survive. You two are what humanity needs to get more of the cure.”
“Don’t talk like that Brandy!”
“I’m just saying if.”
“It won’t happen. I’ll help you defend the prison.”
“Then grab a gun and let’s rock.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
Hagan and Chloe arm themselves with submachine guns and shotguns before going to the wall above the gate with Brandy. An almost uncountable number of cannibals arrive in the distance and surround the prison. They stop a few feet away from the prison to make sure the humans see their numbers to instill fear into them. They then walk forward with confidence and a smile much to the surprise of the humans.
A prison guard says, “There were supposed to be traps on the outside of the prison. What-”
Four people are shot in the legs by cannibals acting like normal humans before they turn vicious. Everyone outside retreats in and ten of the twenty people in the prison are already infected within a matter of minutes with no causalities on the side of the cannibals. Two virgins are infected, but they quickly shoot themselves in the head for fear of what might happen.
The humans try in vain to hold out in the prison as the cannibals find their way in without trouble due to their numbers and infiltrators. Six more virgins are infected but kill themselves as the others did. What seems like an hour passes until the battle is finally over. In actuality, it’s only been ten minutes. Hagan and Chloe stand with their guns pointed at the cannibals who don’t do anything but smile in victory.
“Oh, no…Brandy,” Hagan says as he sees her walk out of the crowd of cannibals infected.
She smiles at him then says, “It’s okay, Chloe. You can have him. He’s yours to do with whatever you please.”
Tempted by the thought, Chloe tries to resist doing anything.
“We’re leaving here, Chloe!” Hagan says as he tries to get her to move.
The cannibals say to the two, “You won’t last long.”
“You might as well give in now.”
“You’re only making this more difficult for yourself.”
“If you have children now, you’ll be helping humanity. Not damning them.”
“Give in to your desires.”
“You’ll live happily together.”
Chloe is stunned by the cannibals’ tempting thoughts which makes it almost impossible for her to move.
“Damn you! I’ll get help for you, Brandy. Just you wait,” Hagan says before dropping his heavier guns, picking Chloe up, and retreating into the forest.
The cannibals just smile as they run away, confident that the two of them will eventually give in. After miles of running, Chloe begins to lose herself. She touches Hagan’s chest before kissing his neck. Seeing that he’s near a small stream, he throws her into it to calm her down, but the light splash barely has an effect on her, so he holds her down in it until she calms down. The two are now near a small safehouse location not too far from the town.
As Chloe collects herself, she says, “I’m sorry, Hagan.”
“Whatever. We can’t do anything about the people we lost. We can only hope the CDC gets here soon so we can cure the ones who didn’t die.”
“Hagan…”
“I’m going to sleep in the basement of the shack and I’m going to lock the door. You can sleep in the bed upstairs. If you need something, just knock, but don’t lose yourself again like you did in the cells or I might kill us both like the others did.”
“…”
“I know how you’re feeling, and I’d give you a hug to make you feel better, but I can’t. Just know that I’m going to do my best to take care of us and that we get through this.”
“Thanks.”
“Get some sleep. We’re probably going to need it.”

Infected by Demon Hunter is probably the obvious choice for a song I associate with this story. I have a few more in mind, which I'll share with you as the story goes along. If you didn't know, I share these songs with the story chapters to show you the songs I listen to while writing these stories. If I don't associate the music I listen to with a story, I probably won't share it with a chapter because it doesn't mesh well with the story.

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Face to Face with Fear
After being pushed into a lake, Schivo enters into a world where fears are manifested into various creatures and beings. The world itself dies and is reborn as he looks at it. Schivo will find many fears in this world and maybe even find something more in his weird adventure across this limbo.

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Tastefully Morbid: Chapter 5 - Evils and Innocents

Chapter 5 – Evils and Innocents
“This is weird,” Schivo says as he looks out at the flat land in front of him, “There’s usually something weird ahead of us.”
“Maybe we just can’t see it,” Sanitas says.
A white elephant’s trunk pops out of the ground then an elephant’s smiling white face. It has pinkish round cheeks and ears.
“Hello there!” it says in a squeaky voice, “Can you help me get through? I’m kind of stuck.”
“Uh, sure.”
Schivo pulls the elephant’s head out and just the head while its body stays in the ground. He falls down in fear, which makes Sanitas fall down too. The elephant still appears to be alive as its face makes expressions.
“Oh. You pulled my head off,” it says.
“I-I-I’m sorry,” Schivo says while feeling horribly guilty.
“You don’t have to worry about it. Just pull the rest of me out.”
“Oh-Okay.”
Sanitas helps Schivo pull out the rest of the elephant. He then puts the elephant’s head back on its body, but then, the elephant’s body falls apart with its arms, legs, and tail plopping to the ground. Again, Schivo shutters in guilt.
“You put on my head too hard.”
“I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay. I’m just a little fragile. Be careful next time.”
The two put together the elephant. It then does a little dance and spins around in joy.
“Hahaha, thank you!”
“You don’t have to thank us. I kept breaking you apart.”
“That wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know.”
“Are you supposed to be our last test?”
“Not really unless you count Schivo’s fear of harming innocent creatures and people.”
“Oh, that’s right. I’d hate to hurt innocent beings. I remember this one time that I accidentally made a baby cry or the time I didn’t kill a rabbit with one shot.”
“You don’t need to worry too much about things that were accidents.”
“I know, but it still bugs me every now and then. So what are you doing here then?”
“I’m going to guide you to the exit.”
“That’s great! Thank you, mister elephant,” Sanitas says.
“You’re welcome! Just be careful about the dragon.”
“Dragon?”
“There.”
Schivo and Sanitas look to their left to see a huge dragon staring them down. They fall to the ground at the sight of its smiling face and imposing presence. The dragon has a mane like a lion with strings for its beard and mustache. It’s colored white and various shades of pink. Pink is also the colors of its eyes and the inside of its smiling mouth. Its body is incredibly large and stretches for miles and is shaped like the symbol for infinity.
“You have nothing to fear from the beast as long as you keep away from it and don’t let it bother you,” the elephant says, “Follow me. The exit isn’t too far from here.”
The two cautiously walk around the away from the dragon and follow the white elephant. The dragon slowly follows them as if an invisible barrier is in front of it. It then screams in a high pitch loud enough to shake the ground. Schivo and Sanitas are shaken a bit but continue walking. The dragon laughs in a deep tone before flying close to them and tries to coil them in its body.
“Don’t worry about it,” the elephant reminds them, “It won’t hurt us as long as you don’t allow it.”
The dragon coils in the air like a tornado before coming down on them and stopping only a few feet from their heads. Schivo and Sanitas duck a little but keep walking forward. Seeing the small reaction it got, the dragon uncoils then reveals the death and decay of the real world. Innocents lie crippled in the mud, parents cry over the graves of their children, souls are sent into a fire, and people walk over the broken as if they weren’t there. This sight is enough to stop Sanitas in her footsteps, but Schivo keeps walking.
“Schivo…”
“It’s okay, Sanitas. I’ll be your strength to help you get through this. Trust me.”
“I…I trust you.”
The two walk through the illusions much to the distress of the dragon who retreats.
“You two made it! We’re at the exit!”
“Phew! Thank you, little elephant,” Schivo says.
“Bye, bye mister elephant!” Sanitas says while waving goodbye to it that waves back.
Both of them walk through a circular portal that makes them walk out of the lake Schivo was at and back on land. Schivo’s brown hair and eyes are restored to him while Sanitas has her brown hair and green eyes restored to her with both of them in the same servant clothes they left the world with. They look around in amazement that they really escaped the other world and see that they’re holding hands. They then smile at each other in appreciation of seeing the real face of the other. Sanitas loosens her grip, but Schivo holds on, which makes both of them blush.
 Schivo says, “This is where I was pushed into that other world. Should I take you home to your parents? They must be worried about you since you were in there longer than me.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m an orphan.”
“Oh. So you’re like a girl from a fairy tale.”
“I am?”
“Yeah. I mean you went on a weird adventure and fell in love. Girls from fairy tales are also supposed to be beautiful and you are.”
Sanitas kisses Schivo’s face. He blushes and smiles then kisses her in return.
“Oh, what about your parents, Schivo?”
“I uh…to tell you the truth…they’re dead.”
“They are?”
“Yeah. They died while hunting one day after trying to go after a wild bear that was terrorizing the town. I buried them around this lake where we used to fish and have picnics at while star gazing.”
Sanitas tightens her hand.
“Well now you have me to fish and star gaze and whatever else you do with. I promised you that I will always be with you and that’s what I’m going to do.”
“Alright. I promise you that too.”
Schivo and Sanitas sit by the lake and enjoy each other’s company as they begin their new life together after facing fears of all kinds.

The End

Wednesday, January 23, 2019

Tastefully Morbid: Chapter 4 - Humorless Attractions

Chapter 4 – Humorless Attractions
“Look, Schivo! A circus!”
“Yeah? It’s weird that one’s here.”
Schivo and Sanitas come across a circus that stretches across the land.
“What do you think is going on there?”
“Probably nothing good knowing this place. I mean, look how grey the colors are. We should find a way around.”
“There doesn’t seem to be a way around. Let’s just go through it. What’s the worst that could happen?”
“A lot of things could happen.”
“Oh, stop being a baby. Let’s go!”
Sanitas drags Schivo to the circus to see that it consists of a series of tightropes over alligator pits, animal performing arenas, and floating platforms as small as drums over bottomless pits with rings of fire around them.
“Wow!”
“Yeah, wow! What a bunch of death traps I’m not interested in going through. Let’s find a way around this Sanitas. This looks like a performing area.”
“Wait there just a second there, young man!” a duo of strange voices say.
Two clowns, one man and one woman, ascend on a small drum from the void in the circus. They are combined at the waist and alternate with the man or the woman at the bottom with their hands as feet. The duo jumps through rings of fire and do stunts in the air.
“That was amazing!” Sanitas says.
“Why thank you, young lady,” the duo says.
“If that’s what’s going to happen to us, Sanitas, then I need a knife to cut us apart now.”
“Do not fear, Schivo, this will not happen to you, but you will have to go through our little circus in order to find the exit you seek.”
“Impossible. Do you see the way we are? Maybe if we looked like you, then…nah, I wouldn’t want to do that either.”
“Oh, come on, Schivo. Don’t you trust, Sanitas?”
Schivo looks at Sanitas who’s giving him a sweet smile.
“I guess. I don’t know. She might be the only reason why I’m here, so she could forcibly connect herself to me so I could be her boyfriend. I don’t know about you, but that makes a person questionable in my opinion. What?”
Schivo’s connection to Sanitas makes him feel the guilt she is beginning to feel about bringing him here.
“I’m sorry, Schivo. I didn’t think I would be causing you trouble. I was being selfish, wasn’t I?”
Sanitas begins to cry after feeling guilty.
“What kind of man makes his lady cry?”
“Hey, hey. I didn’t mean to make you feel guilty,” Schivo says as he puts his arm on her shoulder, “You got a wish and you got it. I’ll be your boyfriend that you want if you give me enough time. Okay?”
“Okay…”
“Thatta boy, Schivo.”
“Is there some kind of trick in getting past this circus?”
“Just trust one another and you’ll make it through. You’ll succeed with the power of love!”
“That sounds corny.”
“But it’s true.”
“Fine.”
Schivo and Sanitas begin to walk across the tight rope with alligators ready to eat them should they fall.
“Schivo, do you think I’m cute?”
“Do you really need to be asking that question now?”
“I feel like I have to.”
The two clowns say, “This exercise makes you talk about your relationship. If your relationship isn’t stable, then you won’t be stable, and you’ll fall to your death.”
“Thanks for telling me now. I think you’re cute Sanitas.”
“I think you’re cute too.”
“How can you tell? I look so plain now.”
“I can just tell by the way you are. Even if you don’t look exactly like how I imagine in the real world, I still think I’ll be with you.”
“Are you just saying that because I was brought to you to be your boyfriend?”
“No. Are you just saying I’m cute to keep our relationship stable?”
“No, not at all.”
Before they know it, they’re across the tight rope that was at least a couple of miles long.
“Do you two see? This is a simple obstacle to overcome.”
“But this next one doesn’t seem so simple.”
“Do you not know how to dance? All you have to do is a dance with the animals to get to the other side.”
“Okay.”
The two dance with the elephants, tigers, alligators, hippos, and other circus animals who are dancing within an arena.
“What do you think of me, Sanitas? Do you think I’m a good person?”
“You’re helping me get out of this world, so I think you are. You’re even giving me a chance at being your girlfriend even though you don’t have much of a choice. What about me? What do you think of me?”
“I think you’re persistent and generally a good person to be around. You seem to find something good in everything, which is probably why you got your wish granted.”
“Do you really think that?”
“Of course I do. I know I was hesitant at first, but I’m giving you a chance now.”
“Thank you so much, Schivo.”
The two have now made it out of the animal dancing arena.
“Now how are we going to jump across all these platforms with rings of fire? We aren’t performers like you two,” Schivo says.
“You don’t have to be. This test is to see if you answered your partner truthfully or not. Let your soul do the work for you.”
“If you say so.”
With only one step, Schivo and Sanitas leap from the edge of the ground and onto the floating platforms. They manage to land with precision on each one despite how small the platforms are. They leap through the rings of fire like professionals to the applause of the clowns. Both of them feel free and happy until they reach the last platform. Schivo finds it hard to stand on it and finds that it’s slippery for him and not for Sanitas.
“What’s going on, Schivo?” Sanitas asks. In her confusion, a possible reason for his struggling comes to her mind. “Are you afraid of something?”
“I…I’m afraid of losing you.”
“You won’t lose me. What makes you think that? Have you lost someone important to you?”
“…I have. I still feel pain from the loss every now and then.”
Sanitas helps Schivo keep his balance.
“I promise you, Schivo, that I will never leave you. I will always be with you no matter what happens.”
“That’s what they said too.”
“Don’t you believe me?”
“I believe you, but…I don’t know if I want to feel the joys of loving someone only to lose them later in time.”
“You won’t lose me.” Sanitas holds Schivo’s hand. “I promise you.”
Sanitas then leans in closer to Schivo, which makes the platform continuously flip over and over again with them on it. It isn’t until Schivo accepts Sanitas’ promise in his heart does the platform begin to stay still. The two then make the final leap to safety.
“Okay, Sanitas, and I promise to be faithful to you and never let you down.”
Sanitas hugs Schivo as their connection grows to its limit and is perfected. The clowns float over to the two with a pair of balloons.
“Good job you two,” the clowns say, “We’re so glad that you made it through these tests.”
“Tests, tests,” Schivo says, “So that’s the purpose of this place, huh? It’s supposed to be one of those magical places that test us that I hear about in fairy tales?”
“In a way. This place manifests fears of all kinds to better your character. This test was more for you than Sanitas. If you failed, then we would’ve gotten her a better boy.”
“There is no better boy for me,” Sanitas says.
“We can see that, and we are very glad that he passed.”
Schivo asks, “Wait, what happens if you fail?”
“Then your soul might be lost forever here, but you shouldn’t have anything to worry about if you stay the course.”
“That’s reassuring.”
“The exit you seek is close. Be good you two and you might end up as in-sync and close as us, metaphorically speaking.”
“I hope.”
Strengthened by their last test, the two head off away from the circus to their next and last challenge.

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

Tastefully Morbid: Chapter 3 - Toxic Attention

Chapter 3 – Toxic Attention
In their search for an exit, Schivo and Sanitas come across a dusk and gloomy city made of stone. The shadows are darker here and move around There’s an unnerving silence that’s found nowhere close in this dying and rebirthing world, but Schivo is currently more unnerved by his physical attachment to a girl. Sanitas, on the other hand, is quite happy since she’s attached to a boy she was promised. Her head is filled with things they will do after they leave this world.
“Hello! Do you think there is anyone here, Schivo?”
“I doubt it. Decay and Death eat up people who tend to stay in one place.”
“If someone lived here, what do you think it would be like?”
“Freezing winters and hot summers because of the stone.”
“I wouldn’t want to live here. It doesn’t seem to be a good place to grow flowers. You mentioned that you could build a house out of trees. Can you build a house out of stones?”
“I think I can if you give me enough time to learn how to do it. I can do a lot of things by myself. Cook, bargain, clean, and farm. My parents taught me how to do all sorts of things by myself. I even go to church and to town by myself.”
“Wow, you must really have good parents. I can’t wait to meet them.”
“Yeah…”
“Is something the matter?”
“No. Do you feel like we’re being watched? These shadows look like they’re moving in the corner of my eyes.”
“I see that too.”
“We should get out of here as soon as possible.”
“Hey, do you see that?”
“What?”
Sanitas points in the darkness of one of the houses. There appear to be white faces in the shadows.
“Hello!”
The shadows in the darkness silently wave. Sanitas pulls Schivo forward to see who the shadows in the darkness are and only see the silhouettes of people. Their faces are completely white with permanent expressions on them while their bodies are as black as the shadows. Some of the faces on these shadows are grins, looks of disappointment, predatory, amused, and variations on these. Mumblings and light laughter fill the streets of the city from the shadows as more faces appear from the darkness of the houses.
Unaffected by their presence, Sanitas says, “Hi! Can you show us the way out of here?”
Dark fingers reach out from the buildings and point north.
“Thank you,” Sanitas says with a wave goodbye.
The shadows respond with a friendly wave as well.
“Okay, come on, Sanitas.”
“What is it, Schivo?”
“I don’t trust these shadows. I mean, look at them.”
“They’re friendly.”
“It doesn’t matter. Do you hear their mumblings and laughter? They’re probably talking about us.”
“I hope they have nice things to say.”
“Me too, but I doubt it. We’re not going north. Let’s go this way instead.”
Schivo instantly finds himself in a dead end alleyway.
“That was the wrong way.”
“You think?”
As soon as they leave the alleyway, Schivo bumps into a smiling white face that’s revealed to be bigger than him. He punches it in fear and runs away with Sanitas.
The grinning mask laughs then says, “He got you good!”
“Never speak of this again!” the mask that got punched says before the shadows chase after the two.
Three faces, one grinning, one judgmental, and another predatory, chase Schivo and Sanitas throughout the stone city. The shadows in the house try telling the two to stop, but Schivo keeps running. Since he runs faster than Sanitas, he tries pulling her forward while running to help her keep up. The shadows split up to try to cut off the two. The grinning shadow cuts them off at a corner.
“I got you,” the shadow says with his large shadowy hand out.
“No, you don’t!” Schivo says as he kicks the shadow in the face before running the other way.
“Oooowww!”
“Hahaha, how do you like it?”
“Not very much.”
The shadows continue their chase and the judgmental mask cuts them off.
“It’s my turn!” Sanitas says.
“Go ahead!”
Schivo pulls Sanitas forward and she punches the mask before they run off in a different direction.
“She punches harder than you!” the mask yells.
The shadows use their final plan and use their shadows to scoop the two in the grasp then appear to them. Schivo tries fighting them off but can’t manage to reach their faces. Punching and kicking the shadows themselves don’t seem to do anything, but he still tries to break them free.
“Stay back, Sanitas. I’ll protect you.”
“Look at the little knight without his shining armor.”
“Stay away from us creatures of shadow!”
“Or else you’ll do what? We’re only trying to help you.”
“Help us how?”
“We showed you to go north and you didn’t go the right way, so we’re trying to show it to you.”
“Who are you, shadows?”
“We are the whispers of people who mock, ridicule, judge, and so on. In short, we are the Whispers of Condemnation. Did we unnerve you with our talking of you? I’m sure you’ve heard us whispering about you in the real world.”
“You don’t bother me. I don’t mind it when other people talk about me.”
“Then why did you punch us?”
“Because you have creepy faces.”
“Fair enough.”
“For who?!” the judgmental mask asks.
“For you. I’m as handsome as can be.”
“You were the first one to get punched.”
“You got kicked in the face.”
“You got punched in the face by the girl.”
“At least I’m always happy unlike you who has to be judgmental about everyone.”
“At least I’m always pretty.”
“But you never go out on dates.”
“That’s because a good shadow never asks me out.”
“I’ve been asking you out since we got here.”
“And I’m going to keep rejecting you.”
“Uh, excuse me?” Sanitas interrupts, “But aren’t you supposed to be helping us?”
“Oh, that’s right. Let us show you the way out.”
“Why are you helping us? This entire world seems like it’s either a death trap or some kind of test,” Schivo asks.
“It’s both of those. You no longer need to be here. There is nothing that either of you truly fears or need to learn from us.”
“Okay, I guess. If what you are saying is true, then lead us out of this city.”
“Hold on tight.”
The shadows move the two through the city as if they were riding a wave until they are outside of it.
“Go on now children,” the shadows say.
Before they can get far, the predatory shadow approaches Sanitas and says, “Before you go, here.”
The shadow tries handing her a black rose with red leaves on it.
“Oh, uh. Thank you.”
Schivo moves Sanitas away then says, “Don’t trust it, Sanitas. Who knows what that black rose could do to you?”
“I thought you didn’t want to be with this girl, Schivo?”
“I’m trying to protect her. She’s my responsibility now that she’s connected to me, and I’m not going to let anything happen to her.”
“Aww,” the shadows say while Schivo blushes.
“Aww, thank you, Schivo.”
“I’m-I’m just being responsible.”
The two walk away while feeling their connection increase.
“Aww, why can’t we have that kind of connection?” the shadows ask themselves.
“Because all we do is bicker at each other.”
“Well I know it’s not my fault.”
“It is too.”
“It is not!”
“Here we go again…”