Chains of the Flesh

He left, for the first time I can remember since what the creatures that can talk have called the Rending the guard left. Scary, he\'s never left my side ever. Sure he\'s inhuman looking, unblinking eyes, lifeless flesh tone and hollow voice, but he\'s been a comfort at times. And now he\'s not here. I don\'t like being alone, no matter how much I get creeped out by them sometimes. I think I\'ll follow him. OH MY GOD! There\'s so many of them! Normally only one or two wanders in but it\'s a whole group a big group and they are fighting. And... they don\'t look normal... not even normal for what they are. Some of the strangers have massive arms that seem to come out of their back instead of their sides others have.... God it looks like their jaws have been dislocated and those teeth!! Those jagged gleaming teeth! There are others that are different too but it\'s all moving too fast, it\'s all become a flailing pit of death and blood. Black is spattering everywhere. I have to duck as a head comes flying towards me. Was that aimed at me? I watch in shocked horror as the head rolls down the steps staring at me with those empty eyes. I half expect it to start to talk to me. The fight is growing more fierce. I can see my guardian in the thick of it, using a leg he got from some where as a bat. Sending the intruders flying some impaled on objects others crashing into walls skulls crack open and paint blood murals on the walls as the bodies slide down lip and lifeless... truly lifeless. He\'s shouting orders to the others. I can\'t hear it all but I pick out mother and protect. He must be talking about me. Why am I so important to them? What do they want from me or want me for? Oh god I\'m not just some incubator for them? I don\'t know if they can reproduce what if they want me cause I\'m not changed so I should be able to reproduce. That\'s a disgusting thought and I shudder. As I stare off into the fight blood flying as artieries get torn open and the ground growing black beneath them as their pseudo blood is spilled, something catches my eye. Up on a hill, in the woods in the distance, a figure standing no two figures. They both look male and I think they are watching the fight too. A body flies through the air and is stopped as it\'s intestines are snagged on a tree limb, causing the torso and legs to bounce off of each other like clacker balls. The screams are inhuman and growing louder, the wailing, the pain the torture. I can\'t take it anymore. I scream to stop but they don\'t listen they hear me I know but the frevor seems to increase they become more like that first day. When I saw them running rampant through the hospital. What if this is some kind of frenzy and they turn on me? My eyes go to the figure again and I notice one walking off as the gives a loud shout. The others are breaking off for the figure, running, limping some are dragging what\'s left of their bodies by their arms and hands only to be dived up on by the defenders. Almost as soon as the retreat starts so does the feeding. God I hate the noises they make and just seeing them eat turns me stomach. I turn to go back inside wobbling as I go. Suddenly I lose my balance and I\'m falling as right before my head hits, right before I black out I see what caused me to fall. That damned head, I crushed it like a gourd and the insides made me slip. I black out cursing the brain on my shoe.