Barely coming out with her life, Jessie walks down the hallway and leans against the wall to rest. She slowly slides down and sits, leaning her head back and taking a deep breath. She removes her respirator to make breathing more easier, even if the air is a bit musty. She closes her eyes and tries to calm herself down, despite what has just happened down in the lab. Relaxed as she could be, but back on edge remembering that criminals are roaming around these floors.
Sighing to herself Jessie moves to a safer spot, she goes to one of the storage rooms. Inside and closes the door, she sits down and puts her light in front of her. She thinks of her current situation and what she could do. There's no real way out, or at least that she knows of. But yet somehow those two guys came in, and certainly not the way Jessie used. Thinking more, how the hell is she going to leave and not get caught by those them as well? Then that also leaves with, what the hell did she see in the laboratory? Thinking maybe this is a bad dream, she pinches herself.
"Damn it." She curses that she didn't wake up in her comfy bed with her cat to cheer her up.
Thinking of what she could do now, her best and the only bet is to find a door that she can brute force her way out. going back to the halls and roaming around to find some of the doors, she found one that seemed to be the weakest. it only had 1 board to barricade with and was just locked and wooden, Jessie believes in herself that she can break it open. Jessie starts to kick it, which rattled loud enough to wake the dead in the silent halls. She stops for a moment, hoping that no one has heard that. A few moments go by and she starts kicking it again, hoping that it didn't get any attractions as she tries her best. After minutes of the door never breaking down or even showing signs of buckling, she hears foots steps right behind here. Cold chills run down her spine, knowing who it was.
"Oh trying to getaway? that's not the way out there." The all too familiar voice said behind her, filled with twisted intent.
Jessie turns around and sees its the same thug who chased her earlier and gave all kinds of nasty remarks. He slowly steps forward, clothes drenched with piss, still covered in glass and bloody trickling on his skin. Though now she noticed that one of his eyes is closed and blood is seeping out of it. His face has a grin that huge and baring grimy teeth but hides his true malicious rage.
"Oh, you are going to get it now. your gonna get fucked so bad, but first, I'm going to break your arms and legs. So you can never walk ever again and the only thing you be good for is sucking dick. And I'm gonna send you to a Reaaal nasty friend of mine. He loves it when stupid girls like you eat his shit off the floor." He taunts as she slowly steps forward, can barely wait to get his hands on Jessie and break her.
Jessie looks around but she's truly cornered with the door behind her and she had no room to run around him. She pulls her knife out, though she doesn't have the inner courage to stab someone and haven't been in a fight in her life. But she isn't going down without a fight if the worse happens to her, she takes a deep gulp and braces herself for combat. But what would happen next would have to be by an act of god... or the devil.
The floor next to him started to buckle upwards, something was trying to break out of the concrete ground. They both turn and look at where it came from and stopped. The spot continues to bust upwards until an arm bursts out and pulls the rest of the body out. It was the creature from the lab downstairs, somehow able to break the floor and now was in the hospital. Jessie and the creep were shocked by seeing the beast that was before them, the monster let loose a horrifying howl. It grabs the criminal by the arm with its massive claw and slashes him with its other sythed limb across his back. he yells in pain as he falls onto the ground, trying to crawl away as his deep wounds spill blood onto the floor into a thick puddle.
But the monster slams ontop of him and bites him on the neck and digs its teeth in deep. He screams as the monster thrashes him around like a ragdoll, similar to how a hound will thrash its prey. Jessie stood there in pure horror until she finally snapped and had one thing on her mind, run.
She bolts it past the monster, which is too distracted devouring the yelling criminal alive and she runs upstairs. She goes into one of the patient rooms and closes the door hard and pushes the bed to the door and falls on her rear and starts crying. She never had so many horrible things happen to her all at once. Almost getting raped, killed, getting chased, seeing a crime against nature, and a man getting horrifically killed. It was all too much for her and she vomits. It tasted awful as the viscous slime oozed out of her mouth. After that, she clears her mind and wipe the tears away and takes a deep breath. She has to think of a way out of this madhouse.
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Phil Dwayne waited upstairs for quite a while, waiting for his "business partner" to come back after hunting the intruder in this decaying ruins. Joe wasn't the smartest guy in the shed but should have come back up by now, Phil thought. They weren't friends, and tonight was the first time they ever met and Phil hoped it would be the last. He honestly couldn't stand Joe, guy smelled and was just stupid. They just came to make a deal for each other's bosses. Phil is a hardened criminal, but he's just a lowly pawn which bothered him a lot, running stupid jobs like these to trade drugs. And going to crappy places like this too, cold and creepy.
Then he heard faint screams coming from the floors below. He couldn't tell who it was but knowing it probably was Joe capturing the intruder and giving them a good beating. Taking that as his sign to go check up, Phil goes out and sees what's going on. Go down rotting halls with his dim flashlight to guide him down, he mutters to himself how stupid this whole plan was an couldn't wait to get this done.
Reaching the first floor, he realizes that the screaming has stopped. But in its place was this awful squishing noise coming deeper into this floor. Curious, he goes and investigates. He wonders through the reception and passes the cafe, but he accidentally kicks something. Looking at what he hit, it was the mangled head of Joe. The face was frozen in terror, something ripped it off with a blood trail leading towards it. He has seen worse in his life but was more worried about who or what could have done this. He goes on and with a bit of fear of what else could be lurking around.
"What the hell. Are we fucking with Jason Voorhees or something?" Phil mutters to himself with a hint of nervousness, not wanting to have the same fate.
Phil been in fights all through his life and wasn't afraid to get violent. But if there's a psychopath who just legit cut off the head of Joe, then this someone Phil doesn't want to fuck with.
Following the blood trail, he enters a room but couldn't tell what it could have been used for and didn't care. He shines his light and sees the monster devouring the remains of Joe, his body mangled and with gory chunks missing. The monster had his back towards Phil, but even seeing that he couldn't believe what he was seeing. The beast gurgles down the intestines of its meal and is drenched in blood and gore, fur all matted. Phil moves slowly out of the room as the beast rears it's head up and looks over.
"Fuck that Dude." Phil thinks to himself, trying to get out of the line of sight.
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Resting for several minutes, she gets the courage to go. She thinks maybe try to break out of the window on the bottom floor, but the problem is that the monster is prowling down there. And she certainly doesn't want to be its next meal, and die and never be found in this godforsaken place. Though she doesn't want to jump out of a window but beggars can't be choosers in this situation.
Before she leaves, she puts her ears against the door to listen. She didn't hear anything but didn't know if that was a good thing or not. Still a little uneasy she tries to think of a plan on getting out of the window. If she remembers correctly, the was a ledge she could carefully drop down to and then jump off a shorter distance to the ground. Whatever it is she can take a look out of that window if she goes to that room.
Though by now she forgot which one which room it was that she climbed in.
Cursing to herself, she ventures out into the hallway. But she goes to the next few doors and opens them, but all their windows have been boarded up. But before she can go to the next one, she hears quiet footsteps coming up behind her. Before she could turn around and react, a large hand covered her mouth and jerked her into a room.
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