i pulled back dropping from my boxing stance, my mind grasping at straws. The life draining from the creatures tainted eyes as the blood poured from his chest. Brown muck drained to the floor, flowing forth from his large intestine dangelling from the cavity in his abdomen. stunned, I watched in shock as he fell to his knees with a deafening thud. Our eyes locking for a brief moment before his corpse slammed to the floor. His head flopping to the side while his tongue listfully touched the ground.

I stood there dumbfounded staring back and forth at both of my blood stained hands.
Holding my breath for what seemed like an eternity. I exhaled Biting my lower lip with my head held down, my nails digging into my now crossed arm. The pain helping me calm the adrenaline rushing through my veins. The realization that I took down the beast coming to a head. I screamed out in joy. "yeah! that's right!!!! That's what you get!". As I began to dance around his lifeless corpse unable to hold back my glee.

A blinking red light of a Security cam up above attached to the buildings corner caught my eye. I threw up both middle fingers waving them high in the air. "is that all you got". i cheered in a taunting manner as i danced around kicking him in the peks once or twice. I told them a nice place to shove it one more time, before starting to plan my next coarse. There was much to do and collect before I moved on to the "fun" that the next room had in store for me. this was a fake town after all, complete with fully stocked businesses. With the dog-rat gang and the Muscle twins walking about there was no way anyone before me had time to properly loot the shops.

I stepped out back on to the main street cautiously. the echo of crunching glass withevery step, I began to survey my surroundings in disbelief. it dawned on me that the dreadful heat in my body was gone. The very thing that became my saving grace from the muscle twins several times vanished without a trace. i just knew that if it was gone then chances were I was finally alone in this room.
stripping off my jacket, i flicked it over my shoulder. I had done the impossible and was proud of it. With a airless laugh, I set off for my next goal of many in this god for saken wonderland. Step 1, looking for a way to clean up the creatures foul blood. I knew There was a laundry mat around the corner. I had passed it earlier on our little game of cat and mouse. So making my way back and cleaning my clothes was a breeze.

all but one of the steps were just as easy as the first. I ran from store to store loading a backpack with essentials. food, medical supplies, and extra clothes fitting neatly in its slim design. the one store I couldnt find no matter how hard I looked was a gun store. I pulled out my gun studying it intently, "they definitely didn't want me to have you did they". showing it some love as I loaded the second clip. I put him back into his resting place at my hip. there was one last place to check, that I had been avoiding.

I approached a lone police station at the end of the main street. The one path that my kidnappers couldn't make more obvious that i had to go. My money betting it to being the next level of hell. Strapping the combat knife I found to my belt and slipped on a pair of combat gloves.

I had found them in the pawn shop that my rat friend had flown through earlier. they were black leather mil-tec gloves. The knuckles hardened for protection, but I had more sinister plans for them. winding up my arm as I gripped my shoulder. Closing my eyes, I prepared for a little field test. I thought back to that moment when I pushed back Mr. Muscles. tremendous energy poured into my now muscular arm. I strolled up to the closest wall shoving my fist through it like paper
The brick wall crumbled before me with ease.

"I knew it.", I reassured myself as I opened and closed my hand. This power it was just like the twins. Either I was becoming one of them, or i somehow absorbed his strength. until i know why I'll accept the good with the bad. the slashes from the dibre on my arm healing ever so slowly as if they never happened.

I walked up to the police station door. However, all was not as it seemed as I examined the building. sides of the building sloping into the mural on the wall. the mass majority of the station was a lie. the two solid wood doors lying before me the only real part of its structure. I just knew i had to be right about this as I began to open the door.

The doors creaked open as an artic wind blew from the crevice. Snow smacking me in the face as I threw the doors wide open. the full blown storm blew in full force making it hard to see causing me to squint in pain. I fumbled forward into the icy snow, my boots leaving deep prints. The snow stabbing my eyes like shards of frozen glass. The doors slamming shut as I set off into the unknown.