Ricebowl 70

The leaves would blow against your feet as you walked through the twisted and corrupted woods of aliaque forest, your gun clenched within your hands as you got ready to shoot anything that moved, any movement out of the corner of your eye causing you to spin around immediately to where the thing moved too. The entire forest was dead to the core, the trees having no leaves and instead just having these long, atrophied branches moving across the sky whilst the trees themselves were devoid of all birds and the ground was devoid of any mammals and insects, leaving a carpet of dead leaves resting underneath you. Usually no human being would go into the forest unarmed or alone due to what lurked within it but now they wouldn’t even be near the forest, your car being parked in the closest area that you could park it in due to the disturbance of a creature known as the Wendigo. The Wendigo was a great and evil creature, lurking around the dead woods at night and killing eagerly, spreading bloo

  Another hot day had befallen the once vibrant city of Boston which was now a nuclear wasteland split into various groups with varying amounts of hatred towards you with you wondering sometimes if the people of the wasteland were more dangerous than the animals that were lurking around the hellish place. The smell of rotting flesh and god knows what else was potent in the air with the slight scent of lead moving through the air, seemingly from all of the fighting that had occurred before you had shown up with you still having your gun in your hand as you entered the outpost in the desert. You had been sent there to claim the settlement back from them, taking all of your ammo and weapons with you in case things got ugly only for you not to use them, much to your annoyance since you had to lug most of it across the barren wasteland and much to your partners rage since she didn’t get to murder anything as you promised her. Talking about your partner, you had somewhat of a special relatio

  You could feel as your eyelids weighed against your eyes as you started to wake up, feeling a sense of coldness around your brim as your blurred vision obscured the roof with you figuring that it was too early for you to be getting up, moving your hands as to grab ahold of your covers and pull them up over your body. Instead of the fabric and softness of your covers, you felt the cold air move around your eyes, your eyelids suddenly feeling as light as feathers as you realised that you weren’t in your bed anymore as your body would quickly acclimate to everything around you, revealing that you were laying on some cold metal surface. You quickly picked yourself off the ground and looked around you, seeing nothing but a set of metal walls which seemed to be extremely reflective with you looking down to see you were in nothing at your underwear which was somewhat of a relief as it was the only item of clothing that you actually went to sleep in. With that came the next question of where

  Everything changed within the darkwood when the plague hit, the place being no means idyllic but it was never this bad with the scent of blood pushing across the cold morning air as you pondered about what had occurred with the plague starting with what the hell the plague was. The plague didn’t seem to be any disease that would be known to man with people theorising that it had been buried and laid dormant within the woods for a while now and something had managed to disturb it and let it get in the air, causing the infection to spread all over the forest. The disease would cause them to mutate and transform into horrible creatures, one of these being the savages that had their minds torn and mutilated to the point where they would beat you to death with rocks and sticks, the appearance resembling that of a frog instead of a person. However the most terrifying of these mutations are the final stage of the infection of the plague of which were known as the Red Chompers, known as that

  It had to have been about a month or so now you had your new companion inside of the bar with you and you had to say that she was sure beneficial for taking a lot of stress off when you had a horse of her kind in the bad and her kind was the Ultros, a species liked by no but themselves. They could be described as a skull covered in purple skin and led around a set of thick tentacles of which would often cover your bar in some kind, the beasts proceeding to annoy and insult every single other patron in the bar, much to everyone else’s ire. The thing you dreaded the most with the local group of Ultros was closing time which was around one o'clock with the creature’s stubbornly refusing the leave the building which would lead to a shouting match and more often leaving you threatening to beat them half to death if they didn’t leave, the violence often managing to get the thought through their thick skulls. However, you did manage to capture the most annoying one of the lot, making th