Sorry dudes, my sisters been on all day. Ok, anyone like to guess on what the killer m- might possibly be? No? Good. Lets get goin then!
Chapter 33
Splat
I threw the thing off of me and looked at it in surprise.
“Guess I’m still in the cute and cuddly lab,” I told the meep that had just knocked me over. It gave a frightened bleat and jumped away from me and hopped a few metres down the corridor. As I stared at it in surprise it actually shook it’s head at me as if to tell me to follow it. But I’d been walking down this corridor for 2 FLIPPIN HOURS and now I’d finally found something interesting: what had scared the meep?
Intrigued, I walked towards the door it had come out of. The thing bleated desperately, as if telling me not to. But I wasn’t gonna not bother. I wanted to know what was in there. I was surprised by myself, I knew I didn’t need to and I knew that it was probably dangerous but oddly, I didn’t care; I just wanted to know what was behind that door. Shame I never listened to my father all those times he’d told me that, “Curiosity killed the creb!” (A creb is a 25-foot long sea monster with about 8 legs, for pincers and a rock solid shell - like most sea creatures, it only existed in ancient cave paintings).
The meep gave another desperate bleat but I ignored it and grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open.
Nothing could have prepared for what I saw in that room. It was a vast room, absolutely enormous. And it was stuffed full of meeps. They covered most of the floor space and were doing what meeps do: wagging their tails happily as they ripped up mouthfuls of food off the floor, chewed and swallowed and repeated. But it wasn’t grass on the floor, nor the food pellets that you might expect with vykkers. It was meat; big chunks of raw, bloody meat. Each meep had blood round its mouth and had insanely long, pointed teeth.
The meep behind me gave an angry bleat. I spun around; it was baring its own set of pointed teeth and eyeing my throat with gleaming RED EYES!!!
“Well, this is a problem!” I stated. The thing in front of me made a loud guttural sound in its throat. Immediately I heard a scuffling noise behind me. I didn’t need to look to know that a load of the carnivorous meeps were entering the corridor.
“You’ve made a massive mistake,” I told the meep in front of me: “Ya see, I gotta go down this corridor and at the moment you’re in my way.”
I leapt forward and swung a foot at the thing, then yelled as it latched it’s sharp teeth round my paramite foot. I leapt again, this time into the air and slammed my leg against the wall, dislodging the beast. I didn’t see where it landed; I was already flying full-speed down the corridor (and that is a very full speed!)
I had no doubt I could outrun the things… I hate irony! So I was shooting down this corridor at full speed and I suddenly felt a massive pain in 3 of my legs as a bunch of the things latched on and hung there! The pain was intense, those teeth cut through my flesh easily! After a short delay to use the walls to batter the bloodthirsty meeps off my legs, I rose up against the ceiling as I flew, I meant there was no way that they could jump high enough to catch onto me. I still hate irony! Seconds later I felt the monsters latching onto my chest! The weight of them all was too much for me and I felt myself being dragged down towards the hundred or so running along below me. Next minute more were jumping onto my back and clinging on with their teeth. I had one strategy left and I knew that if irony was still against me then they would only fall for it once: I plunged towards the ground.
The ones beneath me scattered and as my belly scraped along the floor, the meeps on my stomach and legs were scraped off. Then I shot up and through my body onto the ceiling and the rest all were thrown loose as well. But more were leaping at me now. We were both being more wary, I was dodging there leaps but they weren’t gonna let me dive-bomb em again. And one wrong move and I would be swarmed again. That was all it would take.
I rounded a corner and, thank Odd, I had a sudden impulse to look up; I found myself staring at a place where the tunnel suddenly became a T-junction. Acting entirely on impulse I swerved down the right-hand path.
I don’t know whether because I lost concentration or because the things had predicted my movements or simply by one of them having a lucky shot. But whatever it was, suddenly I felt an intense pain in my left arm witch threw me off balance as I turned and caused my body to turn slightly left. It was enough for me to slam the side of my head into the wall.
I think the mudokon part of me was actually knocked unconscious because suddenly it seemed almost as if I was outside of my own body. As if I was on auto-pilot and I was sitting back comfortably in my pilots chair, watching my body direct itself. In that moment of loosing their commander the other creatures that shared my mind took over. It was like the scrab kicked my out of the pilot’s seat and the laguameacy took up the position of co-pilot leaving paramite me to read the map as mudokon me took a greatly wanted break.
But suddenly, totally without my influence I was landing, my weak, bloody legs skittered madly on the floor, struggling to gain a firm balance with all those meeps hanging onto me and blood gushing out of hundreds of bite-marks over my body. My body screamed in what I at first took for pain and anguish until I found myself twirling round in shred attack!
All those unfortunate meeps hanging on to me and many more on the floor were reduced to shreds of flesh and splatters of blood. I found myself at the end of a short corridor standing looking at the hundred or so meeps between me and the passage I had come from and the door that I would have reached if I’d turned left rather than right. On that door were letters, which a shred of my unconscious mind bothered to come back to reality to translate for the pleading paramite me:
Through this door: R+R Rooms.
Test Subject Bunks beyond.
I REALLY hate irony. Before the meeps could react laguameacy-me had thrown us into the air and over the hoards of hungry meeps towards the door. When I realised that it was password protected (mudokon-me was paying some attention now) I almost cried with frustration. I turned around to face the lines of meeps.
I swear one of them flashed a sickly grin at me; and then they leapt in a solid wall of needle-like teeth and burning red eyes and blood-splattered wool. I leaned back against the door and prepared to accept the inevitable.
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