(1109 words) “Arman, did you pack your mask?” “Yes mom.” “Did you pack your stabilizer?” “Yes mom.” “Do you have an extra tank of O 2 ?” “Yes m –” the young boy paused and started to rummage through his bag searching for the compact canister. A large sigh escaped him as he panned over to his mother who had her decorated hand on her waist. A soft chuckle escaped the tall woman as she tucked the canister in his backpack. “Thanks mom” he whispered. With a scratch on his head, she strapped the mask on his face and fixed the goggles on his eyes and gave him a kiss on his forehead. A heavy and weary sigh left her as she hugged him. “Mom, I’m just going on a field trip.” the boy sighed. “I know sweetheart. It’s just that the gas levels are really high today...the highest we’ve seen in months.” she whispered. “It’s fine. Aren’t you a scientist?” “Yeah,” she chuckled wiping her nose, “Yeah I am. Go on, you don’t wanna be late.” He waved back at her as he walked th...
(1052 words) The guilt and shame swirled in my mind as I looked at the corpse of the woman laying lifeless in front of me. My blood soaked attire was evident of my heinous actions. I rubbed my hands down my face as I shook in disbelief. Large cold hands gripped my shoulders. They were cold - cold like ice spikes piercing through my skin. Though it just felt numb now. “You did well Marcus.” the voice complimented. My eyes, dull in nature, peered over to him. The man that stood before him was tall and lanky. He wore a long trench coat and a fedora too large for his head. He looked like a regular englishman, who had many businesses in downtown London. He looked normal. Except...except for his eyes. Those eyes look like mine - blood red in colour. “I honestly didn’t think you would last this long.” he said softly. “You were bitten over a week ago.” “Why?...” I whimpered softly. The man lifted me to my feet and held me close to him. “Let’s get you out of here before the cop...