Previously: Alex was barely making her escape on Bob when she felt a hard pull on her hair, most definitively the gruesome creature that was hunting her down had taken hold of her. Meanwhile his pain was briefly overshadowed by the adrenaline of a viciously mangled woman tackling him to the ground and throwing a bite at his face. In no circumstance does anyone want to get bitten by someone… something else, much less in moments such as these.
The backward pull on my hair and Bob’s full throttle forward made me fall on my back, as soon as I hit the ground I instantly turned around and started kicking and squirming to get free and flee. FUCK YOU! What the fuck do you want from me?! The mangled creature, this was no fucking person, now growled in my direction, blood splurging from its mouth and pouring out of the massive gash on its head, staining my jeans and the floor beneath them. One right kick sent it back a few steps, I thought it was my chance to break free and escape, I was wrong. I instantly tried to get on my feet, as I was getting up I felt a rough pull on my left calf which sent me down to my knees again. The thing now had a tight grip on my left calf and before I had time to react, it…bit me.
In a single movement, one that I would not be able to explain to this day I threw a kick with my right leg, even with the odd position, my feet connected with its face…hard. As soon as it freed my calf I got up and never allowed it to get back on its feet, I kicked the face again to keep it on the ground and then my anger took control. I started stomping its face, for a few moments my mind was completely gone, consumed by rage and despair from this fucked up day. When I finally came around, my right foot stomped twice more as if in autopilot, while my brain now realized of the grotesque scene. Aided by the huge gash on the things head, my foot had managed to break the skull and it now rested on a mush of blood, bone and…brains. I got back a few steps before spewing the contents of my lunch on to the ground.
I heard some more growls from the neighboring houses, which momentarily took me out of my trance. Fuck, fuck, I have to get out of here; I stumbled back to Bob, turned the key and once more fully revved the engine to get out of there. Fuck, shit, fuck, did I just kill someone? No, it can’t be, fuck…anxiety and guilt started to consume me as I blindly rode Bob not noticing where I was going. I instinctively arrived at work, parked on my usual spot, not paying attention to the now dying fire on the neighboring lot and as reality snapped back I found myself calmly entering the building. Reality finally set in while I crossed the small meeting room where the news had been on just this morning. I stumbled to the ground and kicked backwards trying to get away from another scene that would never escape my mind. Alfred was… he was… was fucking munching on Luis’ face, who laid on the ground on a puddle of blood that could only be compared to the scene in a horror movie.
The sound from my fall caught Alfred’s attention, who turned violently towards me… his eyes… those grey hellish eyes fixed on me for a couple of seconds before he started running towards me. I was lucky that Alfred’s old body didn’t move too fast and even in this state he was not able to catch up to me. I ran as fast as I could to our lab, took a hard right at the end of the hall and got into a room that led above the reactors. I bolted the door and threw the equipment locker on top of it before running up the spiral stairs. Once I reached the top, I threw myself on my knees and started crying, shortness of breath, vomit once more, loosing strength… darkness.
By pure luck and reflex I managed to dodge the crazy woman’s bite, as her mouth just barely missed my left shoulder, I grabbed her hair as hard as I could and pulled her head backwards. Adrenaline now took over completely as I pulled her hair to the right with strength I never knew I had. Once she was a few centimeters away I threw a jab at her face with my left hand… fuuuck meee… the strap of the seatbelt restrained my hand from reaching her and pulled it back to my chest violently. I continued pulling her hair as hard as I could and twisted my legs and my whole body to break free. Her hands made furious attempts to claw at my face and chest, but fortunately my grip on her hair was still tight and made her miss most of the blows. In a sudden movement I lifted my hips forward and managed to throw her of balance and away from me.
As soon as I felt her hit the ground I stood up and started running into the small factory cluster, it would be easier to find shelter and escape indoors. My left leg was still stiff from the accident and although the adrenaline still kept me from feeling pain as horribly as I would in a couple of hours, it gave me a small limp and forbade me from running the fastest I could. After running around 100 meters I reached the entrance to a small factory, beside the lot that was still on flames from the enormous blast that had shaken the ground not so long ago. As I entered the place I quickly came across a grotesque scene, an old man was mau… maul… fucking mauling the face of a young guy, his body still twitched in the ground as though he was just barely alive or just dead, god fucking damn it, when will this fucking day end.
I only got a small glimpse of the gruesome scene, I heard the woman still coming strong behind me, I had no intention of ending up as the fellow in that meeting room. I started running again, the woman was now close behind, I could hear her growls and screeches in my back, whenever I heard them a small goose bump ran across my spine and I could almost feel her hard teeth going into the skin in my back. In a desperate move I took a turn onto some stairs that lead to a cellar bellow. The spontaneous turn made her go across from the stairs and gave me a few more valuable seconds to avoid becoming a meal. Two huge tanks were mounted on a metal grill platform, my best bet was to get on higher ground and pray that the crazy monster hunting me down could not climb.
The woman had now flown through the rails of the stairs and had fallen face first onto the concrete, as soon as she fell, she started getting up and blood was pouring from what seemed to be every part of her body. It was impossible, this had to be a dream, I had entered the Dead Space game and a relentless necromorph was now following me, this bitch could not be human. With my right hand, left still tied, I gripped the roof of the small ceiling beside the tanks, as I tried to push myself up, my foot lost its grip on the wall and sent me back to the metal grill. As I hit the metal, I saw the woman fully recovered and limping to the stairs that led to the platform that held the tanks. Not even adrenaline could numb the pain of the fall, as I saw the woman now crawling up the stairs I crawled on my knees to the side of one of the tanks to try and keep as much distance between us. As soon as I caught my breath I stood up and decided to try climbing the wall once more, but the woman was now at the top of the stairs and beside the wall…fuuuck me.
I took a deep breath and in a burst of rage I tackled the woman as hard as I could, she tripped and fell over the railing of the stairs and onto the ground which was 2 maybe 3 meters below. I did not wait to hear the sound of her hitting the ground, got onto the rail, got a grip of the wall and this time, with the help of the second tank, I was able to climb to the top. As soon as I reached the top I laid on my back, grasping for air, I was now so tired and the pain was inevitably starting to hit me like a train. Still catching my breath I crawled a few meters into the roof so I could make sure I had some distance between me and the edge, in case that crazy monster could climb too. As I crawled as far back as I could, I saw a young woman, covered in blood, laying beside a puddle of something I could not make out, my strength stared to fade, I can’t run anymore…
The Doomsday Couple 
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