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Creatures

My hand softly pushing on the dark timber door , pushing as the hinge swings and the rust crackles , creaks and moans . The air from the outside is think with the morning rains , the air rushing through the doorway as I take my first steps in to the world that I have not seen for a few weeks . The air inside the church was damp and cold , but the the side room off the main hall is where I called home as cosy as I could make it . A few candles remained alight , and the smell of the wood I had for a fire was smouldering with a few flickers of flames licking the last of the fire wood that I had remaining in the whole church . As my feet touched the cold concrete walkway out side he church , I could hear a distant but faint song of a robin in the trees . It’s a soft song that I have heard through the cold walls as I would wake up in the mornings , but the song would of been the same thing I was craving . The song that we needed food and some one to talk too , but for our luck it had been a week or two since I had a conversation with a fellow human .

The sound of the robins song had caused the woods surrounding the church to come alive and more and more tiny chirps echoed in the breeze , but with it caused the roar of the creature . It seems to wake to the slightest of sounds but also lays sleeping in the quietest of times , I have not seen the creature but know its there and it’s waiting . It wakes and feeds but I don’t know how long it will be till it falls back to sleep , we think it sleeps but no one has lived to tell other survivors otherwise.

The woods fell quite and the wind still , but with every placed footstep I took I could feel my heart race and my skin blush . The smell of my dirty skin and cloths lingered as I have not been able to find enough fresh water to clean , it had been about two weeks since I had felt running hot water on my skin . I can still smell the shower gel that I used in that abandoned house, it was the last time I saw electricity and running hot waster but that had only lasted for a few days , until the screamers past through and I had to run for the shelter once again . The screamers a dark looking creatures that came in the first wave after the first portal opened , the portals are invisible to see with the naked eye but with a night vision goggles you can see a faint outline to the portals entrance .

Now walking in the woods I was shaking and sweating as I did not know what was around the next tree . Each step I place with the lightest of touch as I didn’t want to cause anything to know I was there , but lately I was finding it harder to walk as the cut I had got one my left calf was getting infected and I had not been able to find any medicine to help it . I stopped and rested up against a tree that had fell in the storm of last week that nearly blew the slate tiles of the old church that I had been calling home . Once I had sat on the tree I could feel the heat from the cut through my jeans , it was lucky that i had lost a few pounds in the last week that my trousers had gone from tight to loose . I pulled up the bottom of my trouser leg to have a look and the cut had gone black with a hint of light blue in the Center , last time I saw a infection like this it was the last man I seen before the portals opened and the screamers took him .

Once I had rested I knew I had to move on and try to find some food or even water as I had nothing to survive on , but with every passing hour I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker . I could not go back to the church as I knew there was only shelter there , but no food or water . I had marked everywhere I had been on the old map I had found in the house , so I could see where I was going and even where I had been , but not knowing where the creature was I had to keep track to the places i knew was safe and where I had encountered anything that wasn’t human in nature . The only problem was on my travels I had encountered humans who was not the friendliest of people and I knew that in these dark time I would meet people like that . I think it was worse meeting humans that would turn on you in a second then knowing that you could be the next meal for the screamers , or even coming face to face with the creature.

My next plan was to make it safe through the woods to the little village on the other side so I could get my next meal or even just my next shelter

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