Chapter 12

I walk into the facility at 4:30 am in a hoodie and sweatpants. Soon my comrades arrive, and we converse about the mission.

"They say it's like total hell in there and people have died in it!" One of my comrades explains to us. We all look at him with disbelief and we laugh at him. The doors open and an armed man shows us to the armory, it is immediately swarmed and most of the gear was taken. An announcement begins.

"Welcome soldiers to the Rapture Test, prepare for combat, and don't lose sight of your team!" A lady announces to us. I look at what is left and it's a black combat knife and a bulletproof vest. Determined I grab the knife valiantly and I strap in my vest. The metal door opens, and we all rush through the threshold. We travel a few miles into the room until we notice our steadily decreasing numbers.

"Where the hell are they, they were just with us!" A soldier screams.

"Split up and cover more territory!" One soldier declares

"They said we should stay together," I respond. The two angry soldiers come up to me.

"Well, we took that bitch's advice, and now some of our force is nowhere to be found!" He screams in my face. I turn my head to notice one soldier getting dragged behind.

"Behind us!" I scream. They all turn their heads, and we follow our comrade. We eventually reach a pitch-black room filled with red eyes all fixated on us. The room is then illuminated, and mutated deformed humans are all staring at us and appear to be frothing at the mouth with blood dripping. I hear on our walkie talkies.

"They killed the soldiers pull out now this is not a drill!" Olivia says in a panic. Fear washes over the militia and everyone loses formation and the neanderthal types of creatures hunt us down like cattle. Soldiers dropping one by one and the monsters ripping them apart made me nauseous and all I can remember is my old classmate who was killed. One drops down on me pinning me down on the ground with saliva dripping on my face. I buck it off and hold it down with my elbow to its neck and knife in hand I hesitate to kill it though. This thing is human (I think) but while contemplating I'm tackled once more and now I'm faced against 2 creatures. I can't just abandon my morals I don't want to kill anyone, but they've killed innocent people as well. I never expected to have to ruthlessly kill someone, despite joining the military, I realized it was either me or the two of the man slaughtering monsters. I dash at the already grounded creature, and I impale it with my blade, and I hold it in until the screeching ends. I spin kick the charging monster and I slash its throat, blood splattering on my face, it was starting to feel like I'd become the monster. I run away from the two corpses with tears in my eyes everyone reaches the door and I'm desperately sprinting to the door and my comrades all yell.

"AARON QUICK COME NOW!"

A hand grabs my collar and slams me down to the ground bouncing across the dirt floor. The door shuts, the sound echoed through my soul. I rise up to see a familiar face staring me down, newly mutated. It was the muscular kid from my school who attacked a perfectionist. My walkie talkie was destroyed during my tumble and the sound of one of my dead comrade's walkie talkie comes on the message goes,

"We're sorry Aaron we can't open the door if we do they'll escape." My expression goes lifeless and hollow as I begin to break down. I quickly collect myself as I am slowly surrounded.

The voice comes to me in the most passionate way

"There's no need to hold back; you must live." I brace myself and get into the fighting stance I'd learned with Hansel and Gretel.