Zombie_Ritual__Second_Coming (Chapter Four, Part Four (of Six Parts))

Zombie_Ritual__Second_Coming (Chapter Four, Part Four (of Six Parts))

This is the fourth part (of six) of Chapter Four to a novella called The Zombie Ritual_A Second Coming by r(E)volutionized founder/contributor John Corry. Book is available in the r(E)volutionized store.

 

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The door EXPLODED and put Paul to flame–it PUT HIM TO FLAME!!! Everyone stood up as the room filled with the #BugsOfTheDead . Apparently, those ‘Chariots’ could heat up their front halves to form something of an oven with enough power to completely obliterate the #HeavyDuty*TheMostHeavyDuty door in the history of existence in the span of only a few minutes–

As Paul’s remains faded unconsciously into the Chariot of Death, Helen and Chuck chose not to look…

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 “There’s a door to the next room through here!” Rufus shouted as he ran the other way–

“Follow me!!!–”

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Chuck swung his sword through the insects jumping at him and Helen, who was shooting at them with a rigged M16 she’d just picked up, rigged to shoot fully automatically–

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They went through the multi-sectioned ‘honeymoon’ suite[1] with the bugs chasing behind them. The Chariot got comically stuck at the door, temporarily blocking any more ‘fully-formed’ Dead from getting through it, but it didn’t take long to burn down the rest of the wall–

They reached the last room, and the closed door leading out and into the hall at its end. Chuck and Helen were last in line, preceded by George, whom it was assumed would be the first to run through the door to outside once Rufus opened it–

“You guys wanna know something about me?” George said to Chuck and Helen as he pulled the starter caps on the chainsaws he was holding, one in each hand. It was the moment just before Rufus opened the door.

“I grind corpses–”

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George (aka Corpsegrinder (\M/)), sawed his way out the door, blood drenching him within the length of one filmed frame, and the others shot their ways through the ensuing hallway–

“We have to get outside!!” Rufus screamed. “The building is burning down!!!!”

Rufus was right. All the walls were on fire, the furniture all burnt black. There were no Chariots or #BugsOfTheDead up ahead that they could spot, only the ones they could hear quickly approaching from behind–

They ran through the hallways en route to the stairs while the BNB burned down behind them. Several of Rufus’ crew were killed right in front of Chuck, Helen and Jim’s eyes, almost close enough to bump uglies with them as their souls exited their faces and washed into the next world /> before being forcibly awoken again in this one–

To a certain standard–

($$$)

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;D–

When they reached the stairs, they discovered that they too were burning /> but they weren’t so bad that they couldn’t justify taking the chance by not immediately going down them. They went with no thought /> no thought whatever (:o). The place was packed, way more packed than it was before (when they were in there with Ashley Williams, and when it had no zombies in it at all), but the group still found their way down, albeit not without its fair share of causalities–

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All but Rufus, George, Chuck, Helen, Jim and three ‘nameless’ others made it out of the stairs alive (‘nameless’? really?) :(…

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Once exited the stairwell, the group stalled. This new hallway they’d turned onto, on the first floor, had three Chariots and a one hundred and ten percent density of ‘human’ Dead (!!!), on top of thousands upon thousands of #BugsOfTheDead –

Chuck had a panic–

“What do we do now?!” he asked.

“Rufus,” one of the #Nameless said from behind her sun-glasses and protective mask. “The kitchen–”

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Rufus nodded and turned, led the way down the other hall, through the set of double doors at its end–

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The kitchen was filled with corpses at every inch of the floor, the piles of blood, guts and corpses sometimes going up as high as five feet, save for the spots where they reached the fucking ceiling–they reached the FUCKING CEILING!!!–Even with the popular weekend, there couldn’t have possibly been that many people staying there!–

It was a bitch to get through, but, luckily, it was for the Dead as well–

Even the steaming ovens were compactly stuffed…

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They made it out the kitchen–

The bugs were able to climb over the corpses in the kitchen far better than any others were. They caught up to Rufus’ group, and tore apart one of the guys in up front, drowning him in a sea of his own pureed flesh in a matter of milliseconds–

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They reached the cafeteria, and it was more of the same: tightly crammed on top of five Chariots of Death this time (!) #OMG!(!) . Rufus shot a grenade into a group, and another one to blow up one of the Chariots, to clear the way to a door; that door led into the lobby–

They ran fast through the door, but the Dead overtook it after Rufus, Jim and Corpsegrinder got through it. This left Chuck and Helen facing another Wall of the Dead all of a sudden just a few feet in front of them–

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Two #Nameless , one with a flamethrower and the other with a mallet, jumped in front–

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 “RUN!!” the woman with the mallet screamed with cheese. “We must let #Love dominate!”

Helen called back: “Hashtag?!”

“#Full #Hashtag!–”

“#Hashtag#??”

“##Full#Hashtag###!!”

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Helen and Chuck lashed their way through the few zombies still in front of them, ran through the door–

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Finally, Chuck and Helen entered the lobby–

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It was different than before. The wallpaper was gone, all the walls were expectedly on fire, and there weren’t nearly as many zombies as before, many of the rotting carcasses being somehow absent. There were some scattered throughout, as were a few Chariots and #Bugs(Gross) but the place was much less condensed than expected–

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Rufus, Chuck, Jim, George and Helen ran toward the door leading outside–

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A fast-moving, descending-from-the-ceiling ‘Chariot of Death’ landed on George, splattering his guts in every direction–

xH[2]

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They neared the exit to outside–

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The door from the kitchen exploded from behind, blowing a pile of corpses a dozen feet high, and tripping Rufus a mere few feet from the exit door!–

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 “Rufus!!!–”

Chuck ran back, knelt down to eye level–

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Rufus’s eyes were almost totally green, were rotting in thick skin patches of black around the edges. His feet were convulsing. His hips bulged violently back and forth, causing his back to break as it hit hard up and down against the ground, sporadically and aggressively. Somewhere along the line, Rufus must have gotten cut, and, somewhere later, whatever virus was to blame for this whole terrible mess must have infiltrated that cut, and let itself manifest, and grow, until it was ultimately just impossible to avoid anymore–

¯\_()_/¯  

:p…

“Rufus…”

“Chuck…”

Chuck was amazed he was still able to speak–

“Chuck, d-don’t cry–”

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Chuck wasn’t crying, he wasn’t a pussy ><–

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#CryingIsForPussies –

“Rufus…”

“Chuck, listen to me.”

Rufus’s head started shaking harder, suddenly BURSTing back and forth–

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 “You hold onto that girl, you hear me?” he said in between tics, because he was a baller and didn’t give a fuck what other people thought of him #OnlyAcceptableJustBeforeDeath? . “I don’t care what happens. If she ends up turning into a bitch-cunt-four-hundred-plus-pound-whore (!), and you end up hating her, and not speaking to her for millions of years, or millennia!

“PUH!–”

Rufus vomited a quick spout of white goop onto the ground (xop), had to fight off a cough as he continued–

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The white goop got up, and walked away–

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 “Never forget what you had with her,” Rufus continued. “And if it ends badly–or fine–don’t forget how it ended. If it never ends, don’t forget how it could have! Or still might! True Love is the only thing worth dissecting in this world, it’s the only thing worth Living for, if living is destined to be defined by Human terms–”

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The Dead were closing in–

“I know that’s what your G-dad/pa/man/dawg would say to you right now…”

Chuck had nothing, he had no #Time for anything anymore (nothing :’( ). He tightened his grip on his sword, wiped the lonely tear from his lonely eye (#ShoutOutToPac )–

:’d

“Dawg…”

Rufus pulled him in close–

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–and projectile vomited into Chuck’s face at point blank range XOOOOOOooOOOPPPP (!!). It was really nasty (xP). Then his body surged back to the ground, shaking and seizing violently, causing Rufus to accidentally bite his own tongue in half, and break his neck–

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His tongue got up and walked away–

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And just as Chuck thought Rufus had spoken his last words, with Rufus’s body shaking a mile a minute, the rest of his short tongue rolling uncontrollably into his already clogged throat, his voice just barely discernable, Chuck was proven wrong:

 “Don’t ever let true love Die–”

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XoOOOOPppP (vomit)

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[1] Not so ‘honeymoon’ now Xp… (or is it?? #MarriageJoke? XD)

[2] I am very sorry I had to do this… Please accept my sincere condolences

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