Katawa Zombpocalypse
Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 11:23 pm
Chapter 1: DIES IRAE
Soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVjDP0vlem4
(This is one to turn up loud, especially if you're got subwoofers that can set off seismic monitors.)
The worst week in my life starts just after the best. Lilly, Hanko, and I had gone up to Hokkaido for a long weekend; Lilly and I had confessed, accepted, and consummated our love there. I felt like my life was finally getting to where I belonged. The three of us made our own small family and I could see our future opening up before us. Then it all goes to hell.
The three of us are spending a Sunday picnic in the woods close to the school. I had assumed that after the weekend in Hokkaido Lilly would want to pull back on our relationship, what with all her school duties. Frankly, I still can’t believe that she is in love with me and I don’t want her to come to her senses. Instead, she wants to spend every possible minute of the day and night together – like she somehow knows our time together will be short. This Sunday Lilly is being very much the proper lady, sitting upright in the woods with just our fingertips touching. That touch is all that I want in the world.
We’re chatting and laughing about nothing and everything when suddenly squirrels scamper past us and the birds stop their song.
Lilly suddenly stiffens. “What’s that?”
I say “I don’t know, the squirrels are going nuts”.
Lilly says frowning “No, that moaning noise. And it sounds like people are coming through the woods”.
Now I can hear it. I can't place the low, soft noise. It sounds like it’s coming from all around us.
Hanako’s eyes suddenly pop wide and she points “T-There!”
I look at where she is pointing and --- my brain throws a rod. The part of my brain that has spent years steeped in the rational, scientific tradition collides with the part of my brain that has spent years steeped in cheap horror, animation, and shooter games, and large parts of my mental transmission drop on the floor.
Zombies.
But zombies can’t exist.
Zombies!
But zombies can’t exist!
I see a crowd of people walking in a stiff shuffling gait, their flesh ripped, their skin the color of tallow candles, blood dribbling from their mouths. Is this a practical joke?
The crowd suddenly jerks up and switches from a stiff shuffling walk to a stiff shuffling run. Their moaning becomes a high keening wail. That snaps me out of my freeze. Whatever they are I don’t want to find out what they want. I grab Lilly by the shoulders and shout “Run!”.
Lilly. Oh god Lilly. The crowd (I still can't quite bring myself to say zombies) isn’t that fast but Lilly keeps on tripping and stumbling in the uneven ground. She knows how to navigate walking; in a mad run with two other people shouting at her to somehow go faster she’s overmatched. I grab her arm, sling Lilly over my back in a fireman’s carry, and take off with long loping strides.
We’re getting away from the crowd when --- Red. Pounding. Fluttering. Pumping out of control. My heart! The thing that brought me to Yamaku and Lilly suddenly reminds me of how fragile my life can be. I stumble and pitch forwards, dropping Lilly hard on the ground. I almost pass out. I breath, I think about relaxing, I think about the keening getting closer.
Lilly and Hanako grab my arms.
“I’m not losing you! I’m never letting you go!” Lilly shouts as she’s pulling on my arm.
“G-G-Get Up! Th-They’re C-Coming!” Hanako gets out as she tuggs on my other arm.
But my legs just won’t work. My heart won’t calm down. “Run! Leave me!” I croak.
“I’m never leaving you! I can’t lose you!” Lilly shouts. Then she screams. The crowd has caught up to us.
They went after Lilly first. Fists pummeling and grabbing, teeth biting deep and hard at anything. The crowd takes her.
*CRACK* *CRACK*
Hanako kicks at a bench and breaks off a plank and wades into the crowd.
She is a Morrigan, a Hysminai, a Durga. Her movements flow like water, her hair whipps around her like a halo, for the first time her scars forgotten. She swings the plank against knees, elbows, jaws, faces, breaking bones and incapacitated the crowd.
My heart slows down. I stand up. Then one of the crowd gets behind Hanako and grabs her, binding her arms and then bites deep into her throat. Hanako stiffens and screams, her voice rising above the keening of the crowd. The keening of the zombies.
A better man would have kept in shape so he could save his friends and not doom them. A better man would take up the plank and die defending the woman he loved.
I run like hell.
Soundtrack: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVjDP0vlem4
(This is one to turn up loud, especially if you're got subwoofers that can set off seismic monitors.)
The worst week in my life starts just after the best. Lilly, Hanko, and I had gone up to Hokkaido for a long weekend; Lilly and I had confessed, accepted, and consummated our love there. I felt like my life was finally getting to where I belonged. The three of us made our own small family and I could see our future opening up before us. Then it all goes to hell.
The three of us are spending a Sunday picnic in the woods close to the school. I had assumed that after the weekend in Hokkaido Lilly would want to pull back on our relationship, what with all her school duties. Frankly, I still can’t believe that she is in love with me and I don’t want her to come to her senses. Instead, she wants to spend every possible minute of the day and night together – like she somehow knows our time together will be short. This Sunday Lilly is being very much the proper lady, sitting upright in the woods with just our fingertips touching. That touch is all that I want in the world.
We’re chatting and laughing about nothing and everything when suddenly squirrels scamper past us and the birds stop their song.
Lilly suddenly stiffens. “What’s that?”
I say “I don’t know, the squirrels are going nuts”.
Lilly says frowning “No, that moaning noise. And it sounds like people are coming through the woods”.
Now I can hear it. I can't place the low, soft noise. It sounds like it’s coming from all around us.
Hanako’s eyes suddenly pop wide and she points “T-There!”
I look at where she is pointing and --- my brain throws a rod. The part of my brain that has spent years steeped in the rational, scientific tradition collides with the part of my brain that has spent years steeped in cheap horror, animation, and shooter games, and large parts of my mental transmission drop on the floor.
Zombies.
But zombies can’t exist.
Zombies!
But zombies can’t exist!
I see a crowd of people walking in a stiff shuffling gait, their flesh ripped, their skin the color of tallow candles, blood dribbling from their mouths. Is this a practical joke?
The crowd suddenly jerks up and switches from a stiff shuffling walk to a stiff shuffling run. Their moaning becomes a high keening wail. That snaps me out of my freeze. Whatever they are I don’t want to find out what they want. I grab Lilly by the shoulders and shout “Run!”.
Lilly. Oh god Lilly. The crowd (I still can't quite bring myself to say zombies) isn’t that fast but Lilly keeps on tripping and stumbling in the uneven ground. She knows how to navigate walking; in a mad run with two other people shouting at her to somehow go faster she’s overmatched. I grab her arm, sling Lilly over my back in a fireman’s carry, and take off with long loping strides.
We’re getting away from the crowd when --- Red. Pounding. Fluttering. Pumping out of control. My heart! The thing that brought me to Yamaku and Lilly suddenly reminds me of how fragile my life can be. I stumble and pitch forwards, dropping Lilly hard on the ground. I almost pass out. I breath, I think about relaxing, I think about the keening getting closer.
Lilly and Hanako grab my arms.
“I’m not losing you! I’m never letting you go!” Lilly shouts as she’s pulling on my arm.
“G-G-Get Up! Th-They’re C-Coming!” Hanako gets out as she tuggs on my other arm.
But my legs just won’t work. My heart won’t calm down. “Run! Leave me!” I croak.
“I’m never leaving you! I can’t lose you!” Lilly shouts. Then she screams. The crowd has caught up to us.
They went after Lilly first. Fists pummeling and grabbing, teeth biting deep and hard at anything. The crowd takes her.
*CRACK* *CRACK*
Hanako kicks at a bench and breaks off a plank and wades into the crowd.
She is a Morrigan, a Hysminai, a Durga. Her movements flow like water, her hair whipps around her like a halo, for the first time her scars forgotten. She swings the plank against knees, elbows, jaws, faces, breaking bones and incapacitated the crowd.
My heart slows down. I stand up. Then one of the crowd gets behind Hanako and grabs her, binding her arms and then bites deep into her throat. Hanako stiffens and screams, her voice rising above the keening of the crowd. The keening of the zombies.
A better man would have kept in shape so he could save his friends and not doom them. A better man would take up the plank and die defending the woman he loved.
I run like hell.