Thursday, January 21, 2010

.: Re-made :. Early Sunsets Over Munroeville

It was and early morning, to match the early sunset. I had a busy day ahead of me; I had to take Mariah shopping in town. Firstly I had to take a shower, eat breakfast then call Mariah to make sure she was ready before I drove over. I grabbed some pants and a shirt, jumped into the shower, dried off, then put on my clothes. For breakfast I made some scrambled eggs. I ate slowly, savoring the morning. When I finished I called Mariah.
“Mornin’ beautiful, ready for a day of shopping? I asked
“Sure am, you heading over now?”
“Yup”
“Okay, see you soon, love you”
“Love you” then I hung up.

            It was a ten minute drive to her house; I rolled down the windows and took it easy. The morning breeze was quite refreshing. When I pulled into her laneway she was already outside waiting for me. By the time I had opened my door, she was already in front of me, and I took her in my arms and kissed her. She kissed me back, and I could feel the longing in her movements, but we had to stop. We walked back to the car and drove into town. It was a 30 minute drive to the mall; we made lots of small talk. We talked about what we did the night before, I watched some movies and she went to bed early. Before we knew it, we were already there. Only a few other cars were in the lot, it seemed like no one wanted to shop this early.

            We walked out and went to the stores she wanted to visit. She tried on outfits for awhile and then bought the ones she thought were best. All in all it had only taken us about 3 hours to do the shopping. So we had an early lunch at the food court and spent a few hours just talking, about the weather, music, movies, friends, and all sorts of stuff. Tired of sitting we had decided to just walk around for awhile. We rode up down the escalators countless times, sat by the fountain watching others shop around, walked by a lot of cheesy half price sales, and we spent the last few hours just talking and walking, stopping occasionally. When I looked at my watch, I realized how late it actually was. We took the elevators to the parking level. It was dark and almost closing time anyways.

            When we got out of the elevators we headed towards the doors leading outside, but on the other side we noticed these incredibly pale, wiry people, all standing there staring inwards. When a lady tried to pass through they all moved aside, until she got halfway through the crowd, once she was halfway, they surrounded her. She kept turning in circles, obviously freaked out, so where we. Then all of a sudden, one of them leapt onto her back, and lowered his face to her neck in a second. We saw the blood spurt out of her neck from where we where, she collapsed to the ground screaming in pain. Others knelt down to what looked like drink her blood. The others who weren’t near to her, turned at the sound of our yells, one of the ones closest to us, jumped through the glass shattering it, and getting closer to us.

“Mariah! Run!” I yelled while pulling her hand as I started to run.
I only heard our two set of feet, but I felt like it was chasing us.
“Where those…” Mariah began
“Vampires?” I finished for her
“It couldn’t have been, that’s impossible!” I continued.
“But those fangs and that lady!” she yelled.


            Then it occurred to me, no matter whom or what those were, they probably didn’t want witnesses, and they already saw us. I took a sharp turn down the hallway and raced towards the gun store with her hand still firmly in mine.
“Where are we going?” she asked
“Whatever those things were, we need some sort of protection.”
I burst into the store to find it empty of people; we raced to the back and jumped the counter. We grabbed a shotgun each, a pistol each and a six shooter each. We loaded the guns just in time, when one of those pail people cam at us, he was fast, too fast to be human, he burst into the store with fangs bared. Our shots rang out and seconds later his body hit the floor. Knowing the others had most likely heard the shots we reloaded and left quickly.

            We ran into the back door and into the maintenance hallway, we ran into a washroom and locked the door behind us. It was a large washroom with bright fluorescent lights. We just hid in the back with our guns in our hands. So there we waited for who knows how long, Mariah quietly sobbing on my shoulder. Occasionally screams were heard throughout the echoing mall. We heard some howls of those things nearby, they were very close. Out of nowhere one of them banged on the door and Mariah let out a loud shriek of horror. They must of heard Mariah because they all seemed to have worked into a frenzy and started howling and screaming and banging on the door. We stood up and held our shotgun in front of us and prepared for the worst, prepared to fight for our survival. We cocked the shotguns as the lock cracked and the door slowly swung open.

            On the other side of the door were 7 vampires staring at us. They rushed at us and we started to shoot. What must have been seconds dragged on like hours. Two of them went down amidst the hail of gunfire, and as they got closer another two of them dropped hard. We let the shotguns fall from our hands and took out our pistols. Knowing they were getting too close I stepped forward and shot, hitting one of them in the face twice. The remaining two both lunged, one at me, and the other right over me. I was brought down to the ground; I desperately attempted to keep its mouth away from my neck as I wrestled my hand out of its grip. I managed to get my hand free and brought the pistol under his chin and I just kept shooting. The first two shots demolished his face while the others went into the ceiling hitting the lights and causing them the flicker and spark.

            I rolled the vampire off of me and lay there exhausted, they were strong. I then remembered Mariah. I got to my feet and pumped the shotgun one more time. In the flickering light I saw one pail body on top of Mariah’s. She was too close to the vampire I could not shoot. Raising the gun like a club I brought it down on the head of the vampire with a sickening thud. Seeing his head was caved in from the blow I rolled him off of her. Mariah was unconscious but she was still breathing. I sat her up and held her against me, brushing my hand against her neck I felt something warm and sticky. Her neck was covered in blood. I looked at her and saw a gaping hole in her neck from the vampires teeth. She woke up soon afterwards looking dazed.
“What happened?” she asked me.
“Well, while you were sleeping another 30 or 50 of them came. I fought them all off  so I could hold you close and tight.” I said making an attempt at humour.

            She just laughed, but her voice sounded strained.
“What’s on my neck?” she asked bringing her hand to her neck, shen she saw that her hand was covered in blood here eyes opened wide but she couldn’t say anything. I held her close and whispered in her ear.
“You know what I have to do right?” I could barely get the words out.
“I know” she replied
“I love you, you know that?”
“I know you do, that’s why you wont let me become one of those things.”
I kissed the back of her neck and whispered again into her ear.
“exactly”
I kissed her temple and sat her against the wall.
“Maybe…maybe you wont change from just one bite?” I offered half heartedly
“You cant risk it.”

            I got up and walked away from her.
“Mariah, I don’t know if I have the guts to put this to your head…I mean, either way you’ll be dead, being one of those things can hardly be considered living can it?” I said as I cocked the gun and made sure it was loaded. Her eyes already started to turn vacant and stained…like theirs were.
“I love you” she told me
“saying you love me only makes things harder at best.” I said smirking
“im sorry”
“don’t be”
“good because im not, I love you”
I steadied my aim from its wild shaking and aimed the pistol
“I love you too” I told her tears streaking down my face
Then I pulled the trigger.

I stood there, watching her lifeless corpse. I couldn’t help but to think to myself, ‘I was going to marry that girl’. I opened the door and left towards the parking lot, when I thought of her body there, surrounded by all of those…those things. I went back and got her body, and carried it back to my car. I drove up to the cliff we went to on our first date, the night we stayed up and talked all night and decided it was meant to be. I laid her on the roof of my car, and lay there beside her thinking.

I waited until sunset, to pull the trigger on myself. I’d always remember that one last early sunset over munroeville.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Lost..in space.

Day 1
I was awoken by a loud mechanical churn. Gears grinned and produced an awful mechanical screech, a screech that no doubt made me wonder what it was and where it had come from. I should not have been able to hear anything...i shouldn't be awake. Rolling onto my stomach i put my hands to the cold metallic floor and raised myself to my feet. i approached the thick transparent windows and looked out, absolute darkness, and barely seen were stars that lined the entire horizon. As my memory came back to my, i was not surprised to learn i was in space and i was in fact by myself. The mechanical grind had stopped by now, and there was only silence. the engines of the craft never made a noise as the living quarters were far from the engines. Looking out the window i realized there was a problem, i was on a 400 year expedition, and i was awake. Panicked, i went over to the computer and checked the date log. it was 290 years into the expedition...there was defenitly a big problem. slowly i walked back to the cryogenic chamber, and saw the slow flashing of the malfunction light. i was 110 years from my arrival point and i was awake.

Calmly, i walked back to the computer to search for a repair manual for the cryogenic chamber, there was none to be found. i whispered as calmly as i could to myself "fuck". The first thing they taught in the academy was to never lose your cool, that is why i was chosen for this mission. Nothing could have prepared me for this turn of events though. Searching my memory for any relevant information was useless, it would take about 25 years to send a message back to earth, and another 25 to receive one. I'm already 37 years old, i don't think i can survive for another 50 years with the limited food resources i have here. Regardless, i decided to send a message. "Dear who ever is in charge now, this is an emergency message being sent to you from Captain King, i am currently in distress, i have awoken from my mission 110 years early, and my cryogenic tube is malfunctioning and i have no knowledge of repairing it. please respond asap, i am scared."

Pressing send i got a shiver that ran down my back, and a feeling that told me i would be dead before i received any message. First things first, i had to see how much food i had and ration it. After counting it all out 10 times, i found i had enough food to last me about 46 years...if i could stretch it out enough i might be able to survive!

Day 2
i went about my daily tasks i had arranged for myself, first thing was to exercise, then some maintenance on all the systems i had been trained to repair. this kept me busy for approximately two hours. nothing was left to do but sit around.

Day 8
Today i discovered someone...or something else is on the ship with me, i could hear them moving about. dropping things, scratching things.

Day 17
My Paranoia of something or someone else on this ship is just that, i have become hysteric and have noticed the beginning symptoms of cabin fever. Today while searching for the sound i kept hearing and mistaking for something else, was actually just various parts of the ship making appropriate noise.

Month 6
Nothing has changed, the ship remains reliable, my body remains strong, the food is lasting more than i thought. except my mind, is ripping itself apart. sometimes i wake up in odd places or with odd tools in my hands. i fear i have developed a second personality. I can only hope this is not true, or that if it is, my second personality is a good person with good intentions.

Month 8
My Situation has changed immensely for the better. The second personality i have developed is a genius mechanic. I seem to be fixing the cryogenic chamber every now and then when i seem to doze off.


1 Year + 2 Months
Everything is ruined. i have damaged the cryogenic chamber beyond repair by smashing in the glass fronting with a wrench. i woke up with a large wrench held in my hand and shattered glass around me. i am not going to make it.

1 Year + 7 Months
My mind is a battlefield, i woke this 'morning' and smashed everything, the computers, the nav systems, the life support. The worst part is, it was not this alternate personality, it was me, i woke in such a rage at everything i had to destroy my prison. but i couldn't not. here i am, trapped, like a bug on a paper airplane i soar to my death. I did have one option left.

1 Year + 7 Months
I turn to my last option, my last possible option. On ship they have one suicide pill in case of extreme emergencies...like mine. i will sleep on it, but if i don't change my mind tomorrow is the day.

1 Year + 7 Months
i awoke after a terrible nights sleep, i had destroyed the lights in this space carriage so i was in almost perfect darkness. completely unsaturated by mans false impressions. i got out of my bed, and made my way across the glass covered floor, i was barefoot by choice, i wanted to be able to feel before i would never feel again. i ate a meal of the best food i had on ship, drank some grape juice, and put the pill into my mouth and swallowed

EXPERIMENT OVER
screamed out a loud voice. slowly the walls began to separate and lift, beyond them was an audience, and a screen. all these people were adorned in white coats...lab coats. I struggled to my feet, and walked towards them, the seem startled at my sudden appearance. i looked at the screen and saw myself, with a bewildered look on my face. i fell to my knees and men with bright red crosses stitched to their arms quickly ran to my side and lifted me up. As i was wheeled out of the room strapped to a gurney, i saw a sign on the door that said
"The effects of being lost in space"


"you bastards "i quietly whispered under my breath