Santino wanted the other
guy to hurry up. The police had to be outside still, or even worse
taking the stairs up and preparing an ambush. If he had to, Santino
would use his new minions to block the bullets. Self-preservation
ran strong in his blood, or it could have been this new animal he
was, wanting him to stay alive. Either way he wasn’t going to take
any chances. It was better to have more of him than one of him.
What if they didn’t have his strength, and could only eat human
flesh? Then they would be worthless—just two more mouths to
feed.
Quietly the last man came
out of his deep coma and unwound his body from the tight ball it
had been in. Santino remembered the man with the pipe well. He was,
after all, the reason why Santino had been so riled up in the first
place while he was outside. The man had a stocky build and big arms
with tattoo sleeves. He rolled on all fours and braced himself
against the elevator’s walls. Slowly he stood up and cracked his
neck, then his back, then stretched his arms real smooth, as if
nothing had happened.
Santino swelled with
pride. Maybe this guy wouldn’t be such a wimp as the other guy.
“Kosner, take notes,” he said jokingly, and then turned back to man
number two. “You okay, man? What’s your name?”
The guy’s eyes were almond
shaped and pitch black, rimmed with a deep blue color. His
oversized, sharp teeth hung over his dark, thin lips. The tips of
his nose, his earlobes, even his chin were a dark-blue color. His
hair had fallen out of his head, and his skull gleamed in the dim
light.
“ Whatever just happened, I wanna do it again,” he
proclaimed.
Santino chuckled. It
looked like he had an adrenaline junkie on his
hands.
“ My
name’s Vincin, but everyone calls me VIN,” the man
said.
“ Well,
VIN, right now—” Santino stopped himself. “Kosner, can you please
stand up? It’s time to get serious.”
VIN looked to Kosner as if
just seeing him.
“ I was a
regular eighteen-year-old male who, up until recently, lived a
regular life,” Santino went on. “I played sports, I got
girls.”
Kosner cut him off. “Can
you get to the part that explains why I feel as if my head has
split open and why I have this insane need for
water?”
“ Well,
it’s not water you need. Anyway, I have good news and bad
news.”
“ Good
news first,” said VIN.
Santino was blown away.
This guy wasn’t even fazed that he clearly was another species now,
and another man standing in front of him looked just the same. He
wasn’t losing his cool about it at all, as if it were completely
normal.
“ Good
news: there are police somewhere in this building. Bad news: we
have to stop, kill, harm, or eat them in order to escape with our
lives.” Santino smirked.
Kosner said, “Wait. So
what’s the good news part? I think I missed it.”
“ We’re
monsters, dude. Look at us!” VIN replied. “I look sick, you look
sick, we all look sick. Whoever is on that side of the door won’t
understand that. Now, eating them, I’m not sure, but I’ll be damned
if I’m the one left behind to answer for whatever this guy did to
piss off the cops.”
Santino couldn’t have
agreed more. Get out of trouble now, ask questions later. He
released the emergency hold, and the elevator sped toward the top
floor.
“ Aren’t
you going to tell us what you did to get the cops after you?” asked
Kosner.
“ I
killed a man,” replied Santino.
The elevator reached the
top floor and paused before opening its doors. Santino could hear a
commotion on the other side. Feet moved about, and he knew there
would be a trap.
VIN looked disgusted, and
Kosner turned even greener. The doors opened, and a chorus of
voices yelled out:
“ Freeze!”
“ It’s a
vampire!”
“ Come
out with your hands high!”
“ It’s a
monster. Look at the blood!”
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