The group came from all walks of life. There was an alien, a cowboy, a stranger, an angel, and a lucky guy. Their tale started when a Kentucky sheriff from Tennessee who was on vacation drove through a small town where the residents were unlike the others of anywhere else. He parked his car in the gas station next to one of the gas pumps and looked at the machine. It was too old to pay for the pump, so he went into the gas station.
"Anyone here, I just took some gas and need to pay for it."
Nobody was inside the gas station and on most of the grounds until the poor ignorant sheriff found a man in the backroom. There were buckets of blood worth in the backroom with a man who seemed in his fifties licking it off the ground.
"Step aside."
There was a man in a trench coat with a cheap suit underneath behind the sheriff. A silver dagger was in his hand whilst he walked to the employee.
"Hungry."
The stranger shed a tear that he quickly wiped away before the employee charged and had the dagger in his skull before anyone's eyes could register the fact that he had tossed his blade.
"What did you just do?"
A car pulled into the gas station; it was visible from the backrooms that the car was old. Footsteps were heard as he walked to the backroom without wasting much time looking elsewhere. A man around the sheriff's height had stepped in and saw the predicament. The new man had nothing to say.
"This place has a disease, not one that is curable anyway. With it, the idea of eating one another seems more appeasing."
Sheriff and the stranger in front of the door to the backroom were both in awe. Some more than others as a third car came around before the sound of the door opening happened for the last time and whistling followed it. Footsteps went around the store as they all sat quietly before the sounds of something hitting the ground followed and cursing along with it until a twenty-year-old boy with shaggy brown hair appeared.
"What in the blazes is this? Oh, dear god, think I'm going to vomit."
Without a second thought, he fell through with his promise before the man with a dagger made his explanation.
"I'm a what you humans would call it; angel that has been laid off. Or is it disgruntled?"
All were in shock as he ripped out the dagger before taking a handkerchief from his coat and cleaned his blade before placing the handkerchief back in his coat.
"Who are you?"
Raising his hands and slowly backing up, the young man and the sheriff both did so whilst the man who wasn't unsettled by the scene simply watched the man clean his blade and approach the only exit to the backroom.
"I'm Abbadeil, the disgruntled angel."
Shoving his way out and over to the pumps with unstoppable power, he seemed tired. Almost every moment of the interaction was odd as he had just killed a person and that he seemed totally fine.
"My name is...my name is... David Carpenter."
The sheriff said his name as if he was trying to remember it, not like he was introducing himself. Every one of the men followed the angel and not once letting their eyes off him.
"Stop right there."
The young man was yelling at Abbadeil whilst running at him, but the angel had no intent of running. A group of people with tore clothes and uncontrolled hair came out of the woodlands that surrounded the gas station and road.
"Goodbye."
He reached out his hand and a light emerged from it. The group fell downwards with burns all over that made them a dark shade of black and red. Almost like he was in a musical and he was late for the group dance, burns slowly covered his arms and neck before he collapsed.
"We need to get him to a hospital."
David and the young man grabbed Abbadeil whilst the strange man walked over to the bodies and inspected them for any signs of life before stomping on their corpses with a sadistic smile.
"They're all dead. Every single last one of them. I'll catch up."
Maybe the strange man was a serial killer in a past life. These thoughts crossed David as he loaded the angel into the back of his car. The young man got into his passenger seat whilst he was there as a driver. It was an ex-cruiser and had been made for riot control. He was shot once whilst on patrol and had a gun with him wherever he went. It was in the glove box.
"Drive."
Not knowing when they'd see the next hospital, they drove. Why were they driving him to the hospital and not just calling an ambulance? David didn't own a phone but what was most surprising was the fact that the man next to him didn't.
"Here's a town, maybe we can find someone to help us."
There were some buildings that looked aged and had what seemed like nobody in them. The lights were on, and no one was home, literally.
"I'll get out and search around."
The young man did so and returned minutes later with some bandages. He placed his hands on the man and a look of confusion spread across his face.
"That's odd, I guess I'll have to get some of the bandages on. It won't be as nearly as good as the wonders you could experience with my specialty but okay."
The young man spoke with an excited British accent and had a single black glove on his left hand. The bandages went around the angel and eventually, both the sheriff and young man left out to find a place to hold up at.
"So, what's your name?"
The young man considered the question. Perhaps this man was a friendly face, and this world hadn't been filled with
people like the stranger who stomped in the heads of those people at the gas station.
"Donny, I believe you said your name was Daniel. Donny and Daniel."
A chuckle went by before the men went back to the subject of them being in the town, shelter. If they were trapped with those creatures, like the so-called angel claimed then shelter would be needed.
"Wait, look over there. I think that's a lot of people."
There were too many people for it to be good news. In a hill near the town that was covered in trees a horde of infected came. Possibly there were hundreds of them. Maybe even more.
"I think we should run."
The thought crossed all three of their minds. All the thoughts came crashing down as the angel took the dagger from his sleeve and prepared for the incoming horde.
"Help me with this for thirty seconds. All I ask is for you to fight for thirty seconds. Go use the guns in the car or whatever. I can't handle these alone and I'm too weak to move."
Abbadeil stood and watched for some time. He was studying his hunters. He was immune to their cannibalistic ideals or maybe he just didn't hunger for humans since he was an angel.
"Fine, come on. We need to get him out of here or help."
The two dragged him from the car and towards the clock tower. The hordes of undead must have had a hard time climbing, with those rotting and weak arms. The muscles in their jaws were probably the only part of the horde's bodies that didn't rot away.
"Move your legs!"
His legs were heavy, almost like he was purposefully weighing them down. Eventually, they dropped him, and Daniel walked back to his car and took a gun from his glove box.
"I guess we'll stay."
The hundreds came down as shots rang out. Donny's fist made a bright yellow light as it burst into flames. The fire
wasn't hot, but it was warm, like a lightbulb that went on for too long. The fist collided with an undead member, and he burst into complete flames with only his skeleton surviving.
"We better run."
Fifteen shots later, the gun was empty, and the bud was being used as a hammer. Daniel bludgeoned several before throwing it away and picking up a rock for the bludgeoning.
"What is happening here?"
The man dressed in black had a shotgun and was shooting down the horde from the back. The battle was interrupted by a sign. A meteor the size of a school bus came down and hit the hill that the horde came from. The sight of the landing put all in awe as undead and living looked to the flaming crater.
"Their leaving, they're all leaving."
The army of creatures walked from the battlefield to the crater. In the group of living, the two that worked on a proper wavelength were Donny and Daniel. They were mentally stable and humans, unlike Abbadeil and the man in black.
"Come on, we need to see what that is."
The man in black was named Anthony. He was very materialistic and had enjoyed shooting people. That's if he ever got to shoot people ever again. The entire group went to the crater with the horde in front and almost sprinted for it.
"They have never been so excited."
When the group got to the impact crater, there was no meteor at the crash site. Only the horde who looked at the burnt bodies of their fellow undead and trees that became tall dark sticks. The leaves were burnt off
"A meteor came here the same time as us. Abbadeil, what do you have to do with this? Is it another angel?"
Donny turned to the angel and bombarded him with questions. The group split up and started to make their way around. The goal was simple, find where the meteor went. Maybe it was the reason the outbreak began or maybe it was the end of the outbreak.
"Heaven is a what you call, plain of existence. It isn't space like some people think. That's not what it means to be on a higher plane."
He seemed to be annoyed at having to answer the question. Maybe he had to have this talk with a dozen more people. That would explain it. Donny was paying attention to his patience more than himself. He tripped over a stump.
"I don't remember that being there."
The angel went wide eyed as he tried to speak. Without a second to spare, he stabbed the stump, and it started to drag him away. Eventually, the stump burst from the ground in a slimy burst before the creature saw what Daniel's car was.
"I've memorized every atom in this place, don't get mistaken and think you can outrun me."
The creature's body changed color and slowly hardened before the sounds of screams emerged. It was in pain. The final action of it before going unconscious was becoming a decommissioned car.
"Ow, I think my nose is broke."
Donny was cursing but because of his high-pitched voice and British accent, nobody could understand a word. Abbadeil simply walked to him and picked Donny up.
"My wounds are done healing. I must help you with this affliction."
A brief shine made his nose heal back into place and the Englishman just mumbled under his breath. Maybe, Donny was just trying to feel like he didn't embarrass himself.
"What was that thing?"
Donny and Abbadeil were confused by what had just happened to them. What was this creature that had come from the off world or a satellite. Maybe there was a mountain or skyscraper nearby and the owners had decided to get rid of their pet.
"My guess, alien. It always starts out like this in the movies travelers bring. Oddly enough, the zombie movies don't help the situation much."
He wasn't a suspect on the matter because he spent so long at the place, but many people had stopped by with their movies and media. At the time of this story, the angel's mind was in the nineteen sixties.
"Everyone, there's an alien in this place. Why did I want to even go to Mexico?"
The two other men who were covered in bruises from beating on one another. Ideologies were very different between the serial killer and a small-town Tennessee sheriff as they laid their fists into the other person.
"What do you mean alien?"
There were no obvious aliens in the proximity and only two cars in the place. Where did they get the copy of my car? Daniel thought about that for a moment before saying his confusion out loud.
"What did you do to my car?"
Donny and Abbadeil looked back and forth between one another, but no answer would satisfy Daniel, and they knew it. They had to tell the truth.
"An alien liked it and turned into it."
With a frustrated look, Daniel rubbed his face and looked at the ground. It wasn't the worst thing that they had ever seen today.
"Just tell me that it is friendly."
Smiles went around and the stranger looked at Daniel. What a boy scouts, he was able to fight long and hard without that much effort. He was a bad man. He had to be.
"I don't know, it turned into a stump and tripped me before making a break for it. Is tripping someone evil?"
The question seemed almost rude as they walked to the second car and inside it was a perfect copy of the original. With that, a light burst into Donny's eyes from the inside and blinded the poor boy.
"Bad, definitely bad."
Without a second thought, Daniel dragged Donny pout and smashed out a window. Strange noises came out and eventually, the car morphed and changed until it was a statue of Donny but was made from parts of Daniel's car.
"Hello mate, my name is Conquer. It seems that the scanning for your language was a little painful."
The group had had first encounters twice in the same day. Maybe it was bad luck, like the stuff you wish for on a monkey's paw. What people wish for when they want to be action heroes and meet aliens. Those people didn't realize the meaning of a monkey's paw.
"How did you learn English after what, five minutes of being on Earth?"
Donny's fist broke into flames and the stranger was oddly calm. Maybe he had seen these things before. Nobody knew and would ever. Anthony always gave people a scare when he spoke to them and had been calm in all situations. Even the ones that involved angels and aliens in the same spot after getting into a fist fight with a sheriff.
"The information was from Donny's mind. Some odd stuff is in there. He does not know it, but it is."
Confusion set in before everyone got back to business. An alien landed in a town that had imprisoned those who were there and had a zombie outbreak along with the angel that was trapped for eternity.
"Why are you here?"
Even though the car creature was in the form of Donny as a car, he was older, and a scar was on his lower cheek that was made from the V8 engine that had been in Daniel's car.
"A war broke out on my world. Most of the place is destroyed, crumpled with ash. Like what a nuclear bomb going off looked like except every inch of the planet is now radioactive dirt."
Daniel was doing the talking for the group whilst Anthony schemed, Abbadeil held Donny, and Donny was trying to take a hit at Conquer.
"What kind of government were you fighting for?"
Conquer was quiet. He had a secret and had spent most of his time on trying to recruit these men to his cause and they spent most of their time trying to find the secrets of the stars with him.
"In human terms, democracy. The government was run by a senate, and they had become corrupt. Point one percent of the species was gifted and the senate became jealous. One of them had decided to nurture the special people's abilities and study them at a special school but he was taken away. The senate was discovered by our leader, and he decided to change the government from the inside whilst the special children had rallied with the lower class and killed the senate. My leader acted against the rallied ones but that is when the war started. I don't know where they are or if they're alive. But I had escaped here, and nothing will stop me from getting back to them."
Without a second thought, Daniel felt bad. An alien fighting for democracy was working for their approval and had started literally telling his life story.
"Abbadeil, you explain this to him. I'll be taking our friends back to the car. Or the original"
The angel did so, and Daniel was had took the young man to the car and locked him in it. The adults were talking whilst this went down. It was for the best as someway or somehow; Donny would ruin things.
"We just need to tell you, there is no way out. Every time someone gets to the edge of the town and walks through, they appear on the other side with no memory of ever being here. Fake humans inhabit this place for miles in every direction. "
It seemed sad, telling someone that they were never going to leave but also calming since it lowered the possibility of the talk being told again from the alien walking to the edge and forgetting everything. It also lowered the risk of him getting eaten. That is, if you can eat a car person.
"But, how so?"
How so, that was the billion-dollar question. This place was physically impossible. Heck, an angel was talking to an alien in a zombie warzone that's impossible to escape.
"I don't know, this place is bad. I'm an angel and even I can't get out."
The angel's story had confused the alien. What was an angel and how was this place so strong. Conquer could feel the energy coming off him. It was old, older than his entire planet.
"What is an angel? Have you tried digging your way out?"
Abbadeil looked disgusted. Maybe the aliens were also in a religious decline like here on Earth. Maybe heaven was a sector only known about by man. None of it mattered, they had plenty of time to give religious education.
"Creatures that do the bidding of the lord and yes, after about five hundred feet, you just end up in the sky. Not my best century to be honest."
This place was a disease and nothing good. The poor angel had spent six hundred years at this place. Since it was somewhere between Tennessee and California and somewhere between England and Mexico, the place hadn't gotten that many visitors when he first arrived but then the wagons came and so did the tribes.
"I'm confused; what kind of leader would abandon his subject."
With that, he was scanned, and the truth of the universe had come down onto the alien. It was scary, that was the truth of the universe, that when you figure out the big secret, it all feels shallow.
"How were we not informed?"
Was it possible the senate had cut the knowledge of a higher power from them and made an atheistic world of which they ruled like kings.
"Maybe, he didn't want you to know. I don't feel a soul on you."
Minds but no soul, maybe being erased from existence was worse than whatever the angel thought hell was. He was called many names by the natives and travelers over the years that he was on Earth but never got why they gave him different names.
The town that he lived in was settled and burnt to the ground ten times over.
"Wow, what was my life?"
A waste. All the senate's tyranny could have absolutely been cut in half. It didn't matter now. The alien leader lost a soldier, and the soldier would spend an eternity with the people of this horrible town. Possibilities were there; relationships were to be made.
"Can you help us out of here?"
The alien agreed and they went down the hill whilst the others were driven down the normal way. Abbadeil was stronger than the average human, but his power was extremely limited to those who knew what he was before being trapped.
"We need to get rid of the horde before any escapes happens."
Conquer's skin morphed and changed into a copy of Donny and Abbadeil's human forms. It was kind of odd seeing it, but the horde was slowly regrouping and coming back to the town.
"Do you have any more guns?"
Daniel didn't have any more guns as he broke the only one, he had. The days were going to be long. The sky had been a little off until the sun started to come down.
"I made a bunker, come on. It's the only safe spot."
Walking to the bottom of the hill showed a door in the side of it. Almost everyone fought for the entry of the place whilst Conquer and Anthony watched. Conquer, was watching because he couldn't fit in, and Anthony did because he was an outsider. A person that was empty on the inside and only believed people worked for their own game.
"Let me in, I want to be safe!"
Eventually, the first one in the bunker was Donny. The place looked beautifully rustic. Like when you go into a place that has been sealed off from the outside world. Like opening a book that has been collecting dust.
"You do realize that there is enough room to fit twenty of us?"
The squabble stopped and the four who could get in walked into the bunker and for the next couple hours ate food. They ate half of the reserves because they burned a lot of calories from the miny war that went on that day.
"Can you people stop eating so much food? I only have three weeks' worth, and you just ate two days."
That made them feel bad for a few seconds and the hunger receded. There were some bombshells dropped, and the rules of the undead disease were explained.
"Time for an education. Come to the meeting room and all will be explained shortly."
When you think about it, things are very sad. Well, you don't really have to think about it. Eventually, the entire group, even the alien who took the form of a napkin, was in the room. A slideshow presentation turned on and showed pictures of the bunker door. Abbadeil's voice came from the projector and spoke.
"Hello, you poor travelers. My name is Abbadeil and I'm an angel. I know, religious awakenings can be scary. The thing about this place is that it acts like a magnet to all sorts of odd things; me myself being one. The magnetic creature you will meet the most is the undead. They are the people that come here who have died under moonlight or been bitten by the previously infected."
Why did this seem like a dinosaur PSA? Donny looked at the projector and saw the angel smiling whilst watching his artistic creation with a small sense of pride.
"How long is this?"
The smile of childlike wonder faded at the sound of creative questioning. All of this led to some self-pity. How could one be proud of a slideshow about being in this nightmare world.
"Then, that brings us to my personal favorite part of being here, the bunker. All inside communication and outside communication through all ways except carrier pigeon are unreliable or just don't work. This place has ten bedrooms, sewage, and thanks to the best shaman in town using heresy, unlimited energy and food magically appears on the dinner table every morning. Besides the undead, there are a series of other odd things here. One of which is that even when I first arrived here during sixteen-thirty-three, a large sum of tunnels was underneath. The tunnels are impossible to get in, trust me, I've tried."
Anthony stood and walked to the door, but a strong hand grabbed him and dragged him back to the chair that he sat on. This was going to be a long night, and the door was going to be guarded by the angel.
"Come on, I'm thirsty."
Donny stood and walked away. The door was magically no longer protected. It was possible that the angel knew that Donny was not going to lie just to get out of this educational video that truly was life or death.
"The first people I met were a Comanche war party. Not being very kind, they were disposed of. After ten years, the place started to morph and change until the event of me seeing the place being on the coast. The escape was impossible. I saw a warship with people who made this town and assisted with the bunker's creation."
The angel's judgement proved right as Donny came back. The history lesson was odd as if this was a parody or made by someone who really wanted their slideshow to look good.
"I also want to go to the bathroom."
It was becoming obvious that nobody wanted to watch it. Even though it was obvious that people wanted to listen and survive, the presentation was just not a good format to introduce people to this place. Maybe a handbook would work.
"No, but back to the presentation. Worms lay underneath this place and sometimes, that is all they do. Lay underneath the dirt and eat things that are nearby. Fifty people come here a year, and the peak population of the entire place Ever is six hundred. Finally, that brings us to the odd haps. Whenever the population of the town gets a little too big, natural disasters happen. Most common of which is a meteor hitting the hill and burning this place but fertilizing the soil. Another one is the classic worm attack that might just be coincidence. Diseases that are not related to the undead is the most common of these."
Those were weird, but it could be blamed on the times. The biggest technological advancement that the angel had ever seen was during the nineteen fifties. Even though fifty people come by a year it could just be people who went for a drive in unknown territory or had been on a road trip. Not something people bring the most up to date technology to.
"Alright, we all don't want to be in this presentation. Just explain to us along the way."
With the presentation over, the day was over, and all were taken to their rooms. All the rooms had neatly made beds and not a single dust particle. Books lined up the entirety of the shelves and cans were in the small cabinets in the walls.
"My name is Donny; I don't recall introducing myself to you. Thank you, a lot, for letting us into this bunker."
That brightened up his day a little bit. Abbadeil had saved three people's lives and one alien. Plenty of people have acted worse and some things can even be considered weirder than this day.
"This is my bunker and if nobody is coming to the election, I'll stay in charge. Most of the time for a while is going to be me working on the handbook."
With a slow and sulking exit, he was gone. Donny jumped on his bed for a little bit before getting bored. Five hours went by.
"Thank you for letting us into your bunker. This is a great honor, and I am thankful for it."
Daniel was confused by what had happened that day but who wouldn't be? Most of the time they spent up topside was spent mindlessly killing.
"I'm sorry that the secrets of the universe came like this. Hopefully you and the others are the last here before we escape. It may be false hope, but it has kept me alive."
Truly, the job broke all hope from Abbadeil. He wasn't a knight in shining armor but at least he hopes for the safety of those in his care. Sadly, the hope was also false as most met painful ends.
"I heard you have a room. It may be small, but I don't care."
He did care about the size of his room. But he didn't care about it nearly as much as the realization of him never being able to see his family again. Maybe they thought he found someone at the poker game and left them.
"Relax, you need to put away the bad thoughts. Just calm down."
Those words were repeated and worded again and again to tens of hundreds of people as he tried to put the captured at ease as they found their final resting place. That was sad. Nobody being able to leave the place without being dead. Yet again, there was the possibility of the place being haunted and ghosts were trapped here.
"Will you explain the rest of the presentation?"
Abbadeil didn't want to. The whole reaction made him feel bad. Everyone beforehand was very supportive. Yet again, they pushed him to make the presentation.
"Please, just take the room and leave me alone for the night. I need to clear my head."
Daniel did take the room before Abbadeil left to give Conquer and Anthony their rooms for the rest of their lives. The thought of aliens living longer than humans amused the angel. Maybe the next hundred years won't be so lonely.
"Hello, sir. May I take some time to be in thought discussion with you. Please forgive me if I seem to bring a sense of gloom to these times."
It wasn't like he could. This was the worst place in the world. Most of the residents did unethical things and became bad people living in a bunker surrounded by people just as bad.
"While you stay here, make me a promise. Just promise me that I won't be alone here."
Nobody could promise anything. Even if you stayed in the large bunker for a long time, you had to come out and get food. The bunker wasn't an unlimited source of protection.
"I promise you."
Conquer kept his promise for a long time. When he left in the night, the alien had to figure out how to sleep. The two eventually got together and watched movies.
"Good morning boys. I went back to the gas station, and it turns out, some of you had food in your cars."
Daniel had woken up to vitamin water and bacon. Who had brought bacon with them on a road trip? Donny, that was the most likely answer. The more Daniel thought of it, the more likely it was Donny.
"Where's that weirdo with the shotgun?"
Anthony was outside, he needed to find something to kill. These people were useful for only so long. Donny was exorcising in his room. Not like doing bench presses but more on taking metal balls and making them stick to the roof.
"I don't need food. Being an alien and all."
With the entire bunker at the dinner table, they ate. Anthony came back with a tub full of jerky meat and Donny went to his care and got some sweets.
"Hey Donny, how old are you? These candy bars look older than me."
Donny saw no problem with it and the candies were still good. Even if the wrapper had been changed a few years back. He ate them happily before eating the bacon Abbadeil provided.
"I'm twenty, this bacon is really good."
Abbadeil enjoyed it. This was a nice gesture and food wasn't a necessity, it was a luxury. Money had no meaning since it had no permanent hands to hold it. How long you've survived is the riches of the land.
"Thank you, Donny. Today, we will be going and trying to get into the tunnels. This place attracts odd people. Hopefully, one of you can get in there. Donny will go first, then Conquer, then Anthony, then you, Daniel. Or do you like, Danny?"
He did prefer Danny. He was only called Daniel because he hated being called a sheriff. Even though he was driving around in an ex-police cruiser.
"Yes."
Anthony put down the tub of jerky meat and the trek across the cratered hill and into the woods began. Some faces were familiar as they appeared in the air before shouting and dissipating.
"Don't listen to them, they are echoes. All they do is make you wish you could fly when you jump off a cliff."
Anthony didn't hear any voices, and Donny heard a soft old woman's, it was his dear old granny. She raised him after he lost his dad in "the war", and his mom passed in childbirth. Conquer saw comrades that were lost and even saw some rivals.
"Are we there yet? My granny is telling me to jump off a building."
Everyone was. They went through the woods before the mile long walk was over. Another bunker door stood, and it had no handle. Some of the men looked in awe whilst Anthony watched in expectation. He was never surprised, and no one knew why. He wouldn't allow angel mind reading or alien brain scans.
"We're here. They can take a nuke so don't use brute force. Donny, you're first up."
Orange energy came from his body and the two metal balls he played with shot at the door. He closed his eyes and imagined what to do with the lock. There was no lock and there was no handle.
"Ladies and gentlemen, behold."
With some showmanship, he pointed at the door, but the only course of action was taken was the balls falling to the ground. The door was still not open.
"Don't feel bad. Hundreds have failed before. Conquer, your turn."
The alien placed his hand on the door. Small tentacles came out before they entered the hole in the door. Clicks and clacks came about before the door made a screaming sound. It was like a man being burnt alive. The sound of screams wasn't coming from the door, it was coming from Conquer.
"It's old, really old, father forgive me."
Conquer fell to the ground and started convulsing. Abbadeil and Donny grabbed him and tried to help but Danny took his revolver and shot the door.
"Danny, haver you lost your bloody mind? What is wrong with you? The door doesn't work like that!"
Donny stopped yelling at him and went back to healing the ten-foot-tall mustang creature. Another bullet went into the door before he grabbed the door and dragged it down.
"It's not a door without a handle. It's a wall on hinges that has gone bad. Just remove the hinges and the whole wall falls."
The door weighed around three hundred pounds and was very heavy for Danny. Even though the door was invincible, the tiny hinges weren't. Abbadeil had finally found someone who cracked the code he couldn't. The day was good, but what made the alien start convulsing?
"I saw everything."
Conquer sat up and walked weakly to Danny. He was going to use canons for the rest of his life. The things he saw were impossible to comprehend and yet he didn't know why.
"We better get back to the bunker and explore later."
After Danny gave the order, he led the group back to the bunker and took out some of his clothes from the car that had no gas. He gave Conquer an order to turn into his car and move them around like he was just a normal car.
"I'm feeling better."
They didn't have their focus on Conquer. They also didn't care about how Donny's abilities were fading. It wasn't out of mean spirit; it was out of self-salvation.
"Good, get all the food and charge up. Those tunnels could be our way out of here and I don't want to lose it."
Danny was greedy. He had a family back home and wanted to be with them. He cared about Donny, Abbadeil, and Conquer. Anthony was a whole other problem. He was selfish and everyone hated him. Nothing would save them if the tunnel wasn't the way out.
"Danny, I want out of here, everyone does. All I'm asking you to do is calm down. Conquer is tired and Abbadeil is about to have a mental breakdown. Anthony is acting odd and yet, this is not the worst. Just think about the inflictions of dropping those two bombshells into the world. I want out as well, but just, slow down."
The group had started arguing until they came to the realization of what to do. Send the psychopath on a suicide run whilst they escape. It was the perfect opportunity to get out into the world and leave one bad man behind.
"Sir, we're going to send you to scout ahead we'll be right behind you."
Anthony didn't care in the slightest. He just wanted to go back to making money and killing people who stood near him. Friends and foes were all in danger. He wanted to work and receive money repeatedly. He didn't care about spending any of the money. All that he wanted was to repeat the cycle like a machine in a factory.
"Fine."
He took his shotgun and walked outside where the danger was. How did this happen? Anthony was a brilliant strategic mind and even better in a gun fight. His specialty was cat and mouse, and it was impossible to be the cat when you were playing with him.
"Come on, he's out of sight."
The group walked out of the bunker and towards the tunnels. Sometime of being in the alien mustang passed before they reached the tunnels. The door to the tunnels was still off and the group journeyed into them.
"I wonder if there's an echo. ECHO!"
There was in fact, an echo. Donny and Danny went in first, the tunnels had old lightbulbs overhead and bronze walls. Yellow light went all about as they walked forward until the light of the land outside was gone and they reached a wall where their path split off in two different directions.
"Since there's an echo, we should just yell for the others. In about, three, two, one. GET DOWN HERE!"
The miny mustang came and a very fast angel. Not like he was there in a second, but faster than the average human. Within a minute, they were at the place.
"We should split up and go in the different directions. Take your belt or knife and cut it into the wall. It'll show how where you are compared to the rest of the place."
Abbadeil was smarter than expected. He must have fantasized about what it was like in the tunnels for centuries. The form of how the group got out was needed for the survival of all parties. Especially what they would do once they got out.
"We take the left; you take the right."
Danny and Donny walked to the left for thirty minutes before walking to the right at the only turn before they saw a concrete door. It was the same size as the door they saw where the tunnel began.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
They both pulled out guns and shot the door several times. Where did Donny get a tommy gun? It didn't matter since the door was unfazed and the hinges were a lot tougher and a lot younger than the ones on the first door.
"it's best that you get to doing what you do on that door."
Donny placed his hands on the shirt before it slowly started to glow. The metal door lit up like it was melting. That was before electricity came from the door and shocked Donny.
"Maybe we shouldn't fight a door."
A door that could fight back and hurt a person. How odd. It made the bio abilities of the others seem normal. Chills went down the duo's spines as they looked around.
"Do you feel that?"
It was something big, or a lot of people coming at them with their steps in unison. If there were a lot of people coming at them from the direction behind them, that meant that the others had failed and failure from an alien super soldier and an angel would be a large concern.
"We got to put this door down, NOW!"
Whatever was on the other side of the door couldn't have been as scary as what was behind them. Bullets and sparks of orange light came from the two who fought the door to keep away from the possible threat from behind.
"Team A, take the younger one."
Danny saw a team of soldiers coming to the duo with guns in hand. They wore black military gear with patches on their shoulders and bandanas over their faces of which had symbols on them. One symbol to be exact, a circle that had a slash from the bottom left to the top right and a dot in the middle.
"Donny, there's only one thing to do. That door isn't going to open. You should know what you got to do and you're not going to like it."
That option was only to run away whilst Danny fought them off. Donny would never let that be an outcome. For this entire trip, Donny favored the sheriff. Donny reached outward his hands and placed them on the walls. He thought that if he had placed an attack on the walls, it would be the same as attacking the door. Electricity would fly all about whilst he and Danny fought them off.
"Get down."
Electricity flew through the halls at high speeds and only stayed in brief areas besides when it hit people. It began at the door and went down the halls in quick movements like a flash of lightning partly because it was.
"How did you know that?"
"I was an electrician for a month."
The journey for their group began with intimidation. A man was grabbed and beaten before questioning.
"Where are we?"
Fists came down more and more before eventually, the ending with the only other surviving man taking his gun and shooting the one they were questioning.
"NO!"
Donny realized he was never going to leave the town. He sat in awe at it. The way out was there yet taken from him. It made him angry, extremely angry.
"You idiot!"
He proceeded to beat the man who was living. His emotions had gotten the best of him and that was for the best as a second team was coming towards them.
"We need to fight now and quick."
Donny stood and ran at the second group of people. His blood was steaming through his skin and electricity flew off him.
"You boys need to leave."
The electric young man charged. Bullets were fired but they were stopped by twisted beams of electricity.
"Fall in!"
The men in black got into a circle and fired more bullets before making a slow retreat before finally, Donny was there and angry. He grabbed one man's arm and pulled him to the ground. Then another. Those who were pulled to the ground became dust upon impact.
"Retreat!"
A single man survived the massacre and ran away. Donny tried to follow but was too slow. The man known for his symbol on his shoulder left them in the pipes with no way out.
"We should find the way out."
They could have found a way out. We may never know what really happened to them down there. Only one was ever known to escape into the world. Maybe it was an alien or an angel. Perhaps, it was a southern sheriff.