User blog:Katuvis/LMBWFF Part 4

Hehe, don't you know that four is an unlucky number? We have the four users on the white plain, and in this section we meet another four... sort of. Or would you call it three? Anyways, it's not as pleasant as it could be, but I wouldn't really call it unpleasant. And did I ever say I severely dislike long author notes?

PART 4

“I AM MARUS,” the voice had thundered. Instantly the fog descended further, thickening so that the four users could barely see each other.

“What now?” asked Twisted nervously. She reached out into the blinding fog and seized the first thing her hand touched.

“It’s against the wiki policy to bodily grab an admin,” BCG said wrathfully, trying to extricate her arm from Twisted’s grip.

“It never said that anywhere, and don’t pretend you’re not scared,” Twisted replied, her words muffled. “We’re all scared of things like… that!” The others could barely see where she was pointing, but they all looked in the general direction, in time to see a large dark object, close to the ground, creep away.

A snarl sounded from behind them, and turning, they saw nothing. Marus had stopped talking but his presence hung in the air as heavily as the mist. “Look,” Loney whispered, “they’re all around.”

There were about eight of the creeping dark objects in various sizes, growling, snarling and whimpering.

“They sound like the zombies from Minecraft,” Arya noted.

“Don’t just stand here and wait for them to eat you, you go and eat them first,” BCG said, shaking Twisted from her arm. She stepped away from the group and dove at a smallish creature. It slid away with a sharp grown, and as the girl regained her balance, it leapt forward, struck its blow, and promptly disappeared.

“The beast bit my hand,” The Girl said, slightly incredulous and very mad. “And what irks me most is that I didn’t even see what they look like. Just a grey blob; I couldn’t see any legs or head. But we know the brickin’ rascal has teeth,” she said, examining her wound.

“Like myself,” the voice of Marus said calmly. “No shape. Nothing you can harm. But vicious all the same.”

Arya unconsciously found Loney’s hand and clung to it. “Save me, mommy,” he muttered.

“RUN!” Twisted shrieked, spotting an especially large monster tear toward them. BCG took charge, instantly finding the others and pulling them to action. The moment the users started fleeing, the crowd of beasts gave chase, emitting a cacophony of hostile sounds.

“Don’t separate,” BCG called steadily. “We’ll get away alive, together, and without messing up our hair.”

Loney cast a look over her shoulder, then regretted it. “They’re getting closer,” she said, struggling to keep the panic from her voice.

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Katuchim closed the messages application. If he’d been able to receive the emails, obviously there was an open wifi network somewhere close-ish, right? A quick check confirmed there was an unlocked network called “LMBW”. That wasn’t too surprising, Katu mused.

“Well, now what?” he asked himself. He felt rather like he should go punch a tree and make planks for a crafting table. Then make a house before nightfall. But did nighttime exist here? And if it did, did hostile mobs spawn? Were there even any other creatures in this place? There had to be, if there was a wifi network. Katu stood up, Playbook in hand. It looked like it was getting a bit foggy, but that didn’t matter. He’d go search for some life.

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Dr. Sadie, M.D. bent over the prone figure lying in the road. “From what the symptoms tell me, I think I’ll diagnose this lady as developing a concussion.”

“You don’t develop concussions,” Guacamilla told the doctor disdainfully. “You just get them. For free. Instantly, with no hidden costs, but there’s no warranty and you can’t return them. But there’s a 5.73% chance you’ll end up with permanent brain damage.”

“87% of statistics are made up on the spot,” Hal Solo said glibly, “including this one.” He walked over the the lady lying in the road. “Look, this girl’s not breathing; I think you can diagnose her as-” Hal flipped the corpse over with his foot “-stabbed in the back.”

“Oh, so THAT’S what the pool of blood was coming from,” Sadie realized. “People with concussions don’t bleed from gashes in their backs, right?”

“No, not under usual circumstances, you derp,” Guacamilla said dryly. “Now quick, search the body, then let’s get out of this dark alley before we all contract large gashes in our backs.”

A quick search of all the girl’s pockets resulted in a only a pocketknife and a letter addressed “To RepComma, From Marus.”

“REP?” Hal Solo exclaimed, shocked. He looked at the two girls. “It’s got to be him- I mean, her, right? And what will we do with the body?”

“Read the letter first,” Guacamilla commanded.

“To Repcomma,” Dr Sadie read, “Watch your back. My apologies for this mixup- of gender and placement in history. I could have dealt with you far more efficiently. I’ll eliminate you soon enough. Sincerely, Marus.” Sadie looked up. “I guess Rep got eliminated.”

“Now that you’ve read that, we’ll burn up the body,” Guacamilla said darkly.

“We can’t do that!” protested Sadie. “We need to look for more evidence, and have a proper autopsy performed. We should take the body to the police.”

“We don’t need more clues,” Hal snapped. “We know who it is, how she was killed, and who did it. And who needs the police,” he added just as darkly as Guacamilla had spoken.

“Even though we don’t know Marus, we can find him later. Now go look for some combustible material, and I’ll find some kerosene or oil or petrol,” Guacamilla said. She turned toward the alley entrance. “I’ll be back soon!”

Hal called after her. “Don’t get-” she rounded the corner and disappeared- “into trouble,” the boy finished, then shrugged. What could go wrong anyways?