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| Beware the Shadows | Started by: Dr_Shadow on Mar 04, '20 11:48 |
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It is night, the city of Chicago is quiet. The dimly lit streets are cold and empty as the residents rest after another long busy day of working and hustling. In the distance the faint sound of music emits from a late night bar. Into the cold dark street steps a young man, pink in the cheek and merry from his evening of drinking with friends. He turns his collar up to protect his neck from the bitter chill and begins walking down the street. Slightly swaying as he walks, the cold winter air prompts him to walk a little faster. As the young man makes his way through the streets he hears a commotion in the distance, like two men arguing. Thinking it could be nothing other than the mad ramblings of local homeless folk he continues on his path. As the young man continues to walk the ramblings become louder, as he is just about to pass a dark alleyway he is stopped in his tracks by a blood curdling scream.. He hears shuffling footsteps coming from the alleyway and ducks behind some trash cans to avoid being mixed up in the commotion. Peering over the trash cans he sees a figure shuffling forward out of the shadows, a rough looking homeless man with piss soaked trousers, shoes full of holes, a dirty jacket and wild messy unkempt hair. He notices the homeless man has a vacant expression, as he continues to shuffle forward his mouth begins to froth and his eyes spin in the sockets. Now shuffling out of the alleyway into the street the young man notices that the homeless man's skin is blistering, strange green boils and blisters swelling up and erupting across his face and hands. The homeless man stops and stands still, letting out a groan as he drops to his knees. The young man hiding behind the trash cans notices a needle and syringe filled with bright green liquid sticking out of the back of the homeless man's neck, at the site of puncture the skin looks green, slimey and almost as if corroded by acid! The young man frozen with fear wonders if he should try and help the homeless man, bravely deciding to aid the stranger the young man begins to slowly stand up, but suddenly the homeless man screams out in pain, a primal animalistic deep scream, the young man ducks back down behind the trash cans as the homeless man begins to violently convulse in agony. The young man watches with his heart beating in his throat as the homeless man's body begins to twist unnaturally, he hears bones crack and snap as the homeless man's arms begin to twist in their sockets, his legs begin to curl with sickening cracks as his bones break. The homeless man begins vomiting thick green fluid which begins to steam as it makes contact with the pavement, the sizzling sound of burning and toxic fumes begin to fill the air. The young man behind the trash cans balls the sleeve of his jacket up and covers his nose and mouth trying to escape the stench. He continues to watch as the homeless man twists and turns on the ground in agony, his torso begins to twist untill the sound of his back snapping is heard, with a few more gurgled screams and the hiss of a foul last breath the homeless man lies still. His corpse hissing as gasses escape his putrid body. In shock and disbelief at what he had seen the young man hiding behind the trash cans cannot move, he hears footsteps coming from the alleyway. Ducking down even tighter behind the trashcans he watches as a tall slender man comes forward from the shadow. He notices a long draping white lab coat, stained with blood and mysterious green stains. Thick short blond hair brushed neatly back, and small round black tinted glasses sitting upon his nose. The strange man approaches the corpse and begins to examine it, taking swaps and samples from various puddles of goo and parts of the body. The man removes the syringe from the neck of the homeless man and swabs the site of puncture, finally he takes a tissue sample and begins to place these various tubes and swabs into his pockets. The man stand up straight and mutters to himself "Not quite what was expected, perhaps I need to review the formula" He turns and begins to walk back down the alleyway, stopping short of the entrance right next to some trash cans. Without turning his head he speaks "If you tell anyone what you saw here this evening, I'll bring one of those needles for you young man, are we clear?" Startled with fright the young man stand bolt upright from behind the trash cans with a panicked look in his eye, "y… y.. Yes sir…" He manages to stammer. He musters some courage and asks "wh...who.. are.. y.. you..?" The stranger turns his head and smiles, "my name is Doctor Shadow" And with that he begins briskly walking down the dark alley, the young man watches as the white of his lab coat dissappear into the darkness. Gathering himself the young man turns and begins to run down the street, hoping he makes it home before this crazy doctor changes his mind. As he slams the front door shut of his apartment he takes a seat in the kitchen and lights a cigarette, replaying every moment in his mind, trying to figure out what on earth had happened tonight. Pouring a drink he wonders, have I seen the last of Dr Shadow.. |
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