Addicted to the Abyss Vampire Serial Part 10 Escape
“Clever son of a bitch, aren’t you?” the captain said. His voice echoed from the showers.
“You know, it’s impolite to cut off a man’s arm like that.”
“Is that so?”
“Yup. Don’t worry. I’m about to return the favor.”
He chuckled. “You can try.”
He wasn’t like the others. He was still calm. In fact, he seemed at ease with all of this.
“Tell me something…Jonah is it?”
“What?” I asked, as I slinked towards the shower room entrance.
“What is it that has you fighting so hard?”
“Not sure what you mean.”
“You fight like a man that has something waiting for him. Something important.”
I laughed. He was trying to get in my head. Trying to figure me out.
“What is so funny?” he asked.
“You. You don’t care about me. You’re stalling.”
“Very perceptive. You are dangerous. It’s been a while since I’ve hunted such clever game.”
“Hey fucker,” I said, popping into the shower room, scanning for him. He was up in the ceiling, braced his arms and legs up against the sides of the walls and the pipes and things. “I can see you.”
“I know,” he said and lifted a hand held detonator and pressed the button.
I tried to jump out of the way, but was too slow. The entire shower entrance exploded, ceramic tile shrapnel cut into me. I was thrown against a wall. The tiles shattered on impact. So did my ribs. I grimaced. My head pounded. I was dizzy. Could smell my awful tar blood. It was getting in my eyes, my mouth, my lungs.
I struggled to stand. He hopped down from the ceiling and strode casually over to me.
“You know why I lead these men? Because I’ve lived the longest. I’ve seen the most action, I’ve survived countless battles with your kind. I know all your weaknesses. All your strengths. And yet, you keep surprising me. It has been an interesting battle, to say the least. But enough of this. If I don’t reign you in now, my boss will be all over my ass for the damage here.”
I grabbed onto a shower handle and pulled myself up. Pieces of shattered tile were being pushed out of my skin and fell to the floor. It wasn’t a conscious thing. My body was doing it on its own.
“Fuck you,” I said, and spat out black blood. It tasted terrible. Made me want to throw up.
He threw a silver knife at me, hit me square in the throat. The metal burned, smoke rose up from where my skin touched it. Voices, so many voices in my head, screaming, begging me to take it out. I struggled to grab onto it, the room spun. I fell on my side, everything was tilted the wrong way. I felt like I was floating in a stormy sea and being tossed this way and that. My vision, fading.
I could smell Mallory. I could feel his hand on my face. I reached out to him but I couldn’t touch him. My hand passed right through him.
“Get up,” he said in my head. “Don’t let him kill you.”
“Get up! He’s going to kill you!”
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