Saturday, June 16, 2012

In the Mouth of Madness

With the Africa ZFC safe in the hands of LOKEY and the GYPSY GROUP, my attention veered back to the fight ensuing in Colorado. Lord Micah and his team had surrounded the Denver airport. Sorry if I'm off a bit, but I believe he said that they were going to move in after dark. I have so many things going on around me, I can't even remember who's doing what.... So, thanks for keeping in touch with me.. all of you.

Lord Micah did call in though.

"Eddie, It's Lord Micah. I know its been a few days since I reported, but this place is locked down tight and were having a hard time finding the best way in." He went on. He told me the summer time brought great weather to kill zombies in. There were 'watchers' scattered all around the airport. Every 3 or 4 hours, they would come in randomly and report what they saw and what they had found. Every once in a while, there was a zombie attack inside the airport itself. But the police seemed to know how to handle it, to make sure there wasn't a complete outbreak among the patrons their. Lord Micah told me that they were looking for symbols... Illuminati and other symbols that would point toward a door that would lead them to the children that were so viciously kidnapped. Lord Micah went on to tell me how proud he was of his daughter Izzy. With what she had been through, he was surprised she was even capable of friendship among adults. With her mom dying when she was young, she brought up her little sister all by herself. Teaching her to read, math, regular honest conversation. All things a mother would normally do, if she was there. Everything was fine though. Izzy was strong. Stronger than expected.

Then, a breakthrough. A 'watcher' came back and reported seeing a suspicious door. It was hidden in the mural that depicted a soldier holding a sword over hundreds of crying mothers and dead children. Lord Micah sprung into action, and began delivering orders. Izzy and Brandon were sent as diversion to keep attention away from the door, while a small team would break through to find a better entrance for everyone else. The number of helping bodies in the airport was up to 50 at this time. We were still outnumbered 20 to 1, but those things cant be considered when it comes to bringing X's friends home.

Izzy and Brandon found a bench to set up camp. The plan was to start playing, then argue, then perform a full on fight. Izzy was excited. She loved roll playing games. Now confident in their duties, they made their way to the bench. That's when the screams started.

A lady started screaming out of control at what looked like nothing. Guards started appearing and our team thought as though they wouldn't have a chance to break into the locked door undetected. The lady started flinging her head about, spewing black ooze from her mouth and nose. Everyone got tense. An armed guard started showing his nerves. He pulled out his M16 and aimed it at the lady. "EVERYONE STEP BACK!!" He yelled. He aimed his gun at the lady and started swaying his other arm forward and backward, motioning people to move away. In his panic, he fired round after round. The M16's fully automatic setting let off a barrage of gunfire. The lady that was quickly transforming into a zombie was hit in the neck, dropping her spasming body to the floor. A few other people were struck as well. Including Brandon.

Izzy's arm was nearly pulled off when Brandon was shot in the leg. He held on to her out of instinct. People were frantically running everywhere at this point. Brandon was bleeding badly from his right leg. Izzy bent over and put her hand over the wound but it was bleeding too badly to do any good. Several of Lord Micah's squad stepped in and carried him off. Izzy stood there and started to wonder if this was all a REALLY BAD IDEA. Just as the thought struck her, the overhead lights turned off. ALL the lights turned off. Red emergency flashers blinked on and off as a gentle and serene female voice came over the intercom.


Over and over the voice spoke driving everyone into crazy mode. Izzy looked over to the door and saw our men rushing in. 10, 20, maybe 30 or more members rushed into the door. Izzy then glanced over to the entrance of the wing they were in and saw them coming. ZOMBIES. HUNDREDS OF THEM!! Either their mission was compromised, or this place was about to get a good old fashioned horde attack!! Izzy took out both knives she kept in her leg sheath. Between the stumbling zombs that grabbed the first living body they could, there were two runners that made their way through the pack of walking dead. Izzy took aim and threw her knives, landing them dead in the center of the forehead of both zombies dropping them to the linoleum floor. Izzy turned and ran towards the door. Just before grabbing the handle, she was scooped up by a man in a white coat. It was Lord Micah. He grabbed her, went in and shut the door behind them. The frame was jarred loose from when his team busted in mere seconds before, but it was intact enough to stay put. While still in Lord Micah's arms, Izzy looked down the dark hallway. All the men were lined against the wall. Squatting down low. Waiting for the mayhem outside the door to go away. Lord Micah pushed his body against the door with all his weight as he slowly put down Izzy. He quietly put his finger over his lips. SSSSHHHHHHH.

The screams and bubbly moans of the zombies permeated through the loose door. Everyone was sweating. Light seeped through the bottom of the door. Shadows flickered by as the zombies ran in one direction, doing what the dead in front of them did. Looking for the living. One goal. So evil and frightening. When the shadows disappeared, Lord Micah grabbed what he could to place at the door, blocking anyone else from entering. They originally wanted a bigger entrance, but this would have to do. Any of Lord Micah's members that didn't make it in would have to fend for themselves.

Just then, they all heard a low scream screech through the dark stone walls of the hallway. The kind that would turn your neck into rippling water. Goose bumps shot across every person there. "I...I don't know sir." Whispered one of Lord Micah's men. Izzy stepped from behind Lord Micah and promptly slapped the man in the face. A bloody mark was left on the mans cheek. Izzy had been through too much to have some grown man give up on the mission at this point. Lord Micah grabbed her and placed his finger over his lips again. Then he pointed forward, down the dark hallway.

The men slowly started to move forward. Moving close to the wall, another blood curdling howl came from the darkness. Long and empty, the howl took on fears of the men they had never encountered before. Lord Micah was starting to shake as well. Izzy began to quietly whimper. If the children 'were' hidden down here underneath the Denver Airport, we can only hope they're still alive. Lord Micah was leading his men into the mouth of madness. What he reported to me as PURE EVIL. Beyond what zombies brought to the table. Beyond the insecurities the ASMZ gave us. It was just BEYOND. He didn't really know how else to describe it.

The men disappeared into the darkness. Lord Micah and Izzy were in the rear, holding each other for dear life. Then, from the front of the line Micah heard a THOMP! Followed by gun fire that lit up the stone hallway that revealed the horror that was coming his way. Izzy started screaming out of pure fear. A large, dog like creature flashed in and out of the light given off by the guns. Lord Micahs' men were shooting wildly in the darkness trying to get a fix on the beast. Micah grabbed his emergency light from his jacket pocket, cracked it and held it high showing off the twisted reality that was making its way up the hallway. The red light gave off enough light for him and Izzy see different men get squished into the very corners of this cold tomb. The beast looked up at the light, stomped another soldier into the ground and started charging, screaming with sharp, jagged teeth. The high pitch sound of Izzy's scream flooded Micah's ears as he pulled out a black box from his other jacket pocket. He grabbed Izzy and pushed her behind him, held the black box out in front of him, closed his eyes, and pushed the red button.

Micah's nose bled immediately as he staggered backward pushing Izzy between him and the door that barely held itself into place. An almost liquid like ripple opened from the end of the black box instantly lining the bloody stone walls, then shot forward toward the abomination. Just seconds after the red button was pressed, a rattling WWWUUUOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM filled the dead space. The beast that was running forward shook, almost like static on an old TV and dropped to the ground. The frequency pushed the animal back, along with all the dead members of Micah's small army. Then as soon as the destruction started... it was over.

Lord Micah wiped his nose. Not much blood anymore, but enough to make Izzy worry. She ripped the sleeve off her shirt and handed it to him. "Fix yourself" She said. Micah pulled out another emergency light. This time it was green. The members of his army were good men. All of them. Micah didn't really know what to do. They walked forward slowly. Izzy stepped over the arms here, legs there. They rounded the body of the obviously genetically modified animal... whatever it used to be. Izzy, frightened and covered in other peoples blood quietly said, "Now what are we going to do? All our men. 30 men. Dead.. How are we going to get the kids back? By ourselves? There's no way in HELL!!" Micah placed his finger over her mouth this time. "Language Isabelle. We cant loose ourselves out here." Micah knew that Izzy's experience with zombies had probably led her to say much more than the word HELL, but he still had the desire to be the father he wanted to be. Micah leaned against the wall, wiping his forehead. The wall budged.

Lord Micah asked Izzy to look at the wall, then push on it with him. Izzy broke off and grabbed an automatic from the ground. She had to pry the severed hand from the grip, then picked it up to use as a sledge hammer. With a few swings, they broke through. They climbed through a small opening, and when their feet were planted on the ground, they were inside a large room. High ceilings, longs walls, and two doors. Suddenly they heard talking from behind one of the doors. Micah and Izzy ran as fast as they could and put their backs on the wall closest to the hinges. The door on Izzy's side slowly opened. The barrel of a gun slowly creeped its way into the room. Through the crack in the door, Izzy saw Micah's head nod back and forth, mouthing 'not yet', just in case Izzy was going to open a can of whoop ass.

Izzy saw Micah's request. The barrel continued to come in slow. Finally the hand that held the weapon. Izzy noticed a large tattoo that wrapped around the top of the wrist as the man made his way slowly into the room. It read ZFC FF (Zombie Fight Club Forever Faithful). Izzy reached out and tapped the tip of the gun. The man looked inside and was shocked to see Izzy and her father standing in the room. It was the rest of Micah's army. They found another way in. The odd circumstances led them to each other. Lord Micah shared with them the unfortunate loss of the rest of the team in the hallway just outside the hole in the wall.

The remaining team wanted to see the destruction for themselves, so back through the hole in the wall they went.

Lord Micah reported to me that they decided to continue down the dark hallway as it seemed to go downward into the belly of the Denver Airport. He said he was confident that the children were down there. He also shared with me that he hoped they didn't encounter any more beasts like the one they previously fought. This place was full of mystery and evil. Its cold and damp. The stench of death became common place for them all as they inched down the dark hallways, hopefully getting closer to the lost children of the MATAGORDA ZFC.

I believe they are on the right track. I pray for them as I wish you all would.

Lord Micah said he will send another report on their progress soon.



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