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    I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Fri Nov 28, 2014 9:53 pm

    DATE: NOVEMBER 26TH, 2014
    TIME: MID-AFTERNOON

    As quickly as Spenst was sucked into the voracious light, he was set free. You would think that the disorientation would end there. Oh, on the contrary, the unfortunate Ectonurite felt as if he was just flung out of a giant plughole. He swayed from side to side, unimaginably dizzy. It took every ounce of willpower in him to keep from vomiting right then and there. Little did the alien know, things were about to get worse, much worse. He had little time to even consider vomiting before an unbearable fire erupted under his skin. At least that's what it felt like. It was then that the realization hit him: Wherever he was, he was outside in broad daylight!

    "HsssSSSS!!!"

    The specter didn't even think. In a fit of self-preservation, be simply made a beeline for the nearest building. By the looks of it, it was an isolated, unassuming farm house. After phasing in, he could feel his composure faltering. Carelessly, he crashed into a wall, slumping to the floor and curling into a fetal position. He didn't even bother to try and get up, and he wasn't overly concerned by the fact that he had likely barged into someone's home. Truth be told, he was probably going to be trapped here until the sun goes down, so he might as well make himself at him. He could only hope that whoever lived here wouldn't object...
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Wed Dec 03, 2014 11:37 pm

    And who might this be?

    In the little alien went, disorientated and seeking reprieve from the sun's harsh rays; however, he shall find little comfort here. For here, in these darkened halls and neglected rooms, lied death.

    Nothing stirred in this room, not even a small rodent. Torn, yellowing wallpaper graced the premises, while a mottled and dirty carpet graced one's feet. It was cold here, nearly pitch-black and smelling heavy of decay... A perfect haven for an Ectonurite wishing to wait out the day, save for the unpleasant musty aroma. Clearly this farmhouse was abandoned, for there was mouldy food about and nothing seemed clean. How odd, though... What was that sitting in the distant, as limp as a rag doll and incredibly eerie?

    Up ahead and slump in a wooden chair sat a figure. It was quite large, easily taller than an average human, but strangely devoid of healthy muscle composition. Thin and gangly, the lax figure appeared very much like a... corpse? Yes, perhaps a corpse, with greenish skin and horrifically-long nails on its feet and hands. It was garbed in navy-blue leathers, tight and a perfect fit, with various odds-and-ends adorning its waist and shoulders. Huh, very large traps... They could be for decoration, as wielding such ridiculous things was unlikely. Stranger still, the figure's head was mysteriously covered by a large... helm, interior abyssal. It appeared heavy, like it was wrought from lacquered iron, and had winged accents; similar to a bat's wings or even something exciting, such as a dragon's. Hard to tell, given no historical context. What could be discerned was that it was a great helm, with two neatly-cut ocularia and eight vents for breathing. Very knightly, though one of more macabre origins... Possibly an homage to the roaming knights of olde, the ones who delighted in a bit of bloodsport? It certainly had enough chains to draw and quarter an entire contingent of soldiers. Maybe, maybe...

    As lifeless as a body plucked fresh from the grave, it could be one of two things: the farmhouse's owner, whom had passed away; or, just... a creepy Halloween decoration meant to scare off trespassing youths.

    Very much like a certain Ectonurite, hmm?

    In any event, it was there and didn't pose a threat. Aside from several cockroaches skittering about the figure's hands and leathers, nothing else in the living room stirred. Living room, ah... a poor choice of words. What will the young Ectonurite do now? Will he further explore the farmhouse, or shall he remain here and keep the figure company? It may be wiser for him to choose the later, as the figure had an incredibly unsettling vibe about it... Lifeless mannequins were never cool no matter how one tried to glorify them.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Thu Dec 04, 2014 8:45 am

    Once sufficiently calmed down, Spenst sat up, propping himself against the wall he crashed into. Upon further inspection of his body, he found many burn marks scattered about. Pfft, as if that came as any surprise. He touched one, and immediately had to stop. It stung like all hell! The ghostly alien turned to observe a nearby window. Though curtained, a small sliver of sunlight still managed to pass through to the inside. This made him question exactly where he was. Anur Transyl was never this damned bright out!

    It was then that his attention was drawn to a strange figure sitting nearby in a wooden chair. Perhaps this was the home's owner? Disconcerting, though, was the fact that it seemed to pay him no mind. It was as still as... a corpse? Was this person dead? Carefully and cautiously, the Ectonurite got up and floated towards the seemingly lifeless figure. It certainly smelled dead. There was only one way to be sure, though. Using the end of his pitchfork, he gently poked the figure.

    "Hello?"


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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Thu Dec 04, 2014 6:50 pm

    You were poking the dead? Rude!

    As predictable of a corpse, it did not stir. Even as the pitchfork's tines lightly pressed inward and pierced through leather, nothing of interest happened. Well, aside from a foul-smelling viscous liquid seeping through the pin-sized holes created just now... It was a sickly green colour and incredibly volatile to the touch. Whatever it was, it'd be highly foolish to come into direct contact with the unknown substance. Stranger and stranger... What other mysteries did this neglected farmhouse have in store? And would a brave, young alien feel comfortable seeking them out?
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Thu Dec 04, 2014 7:47 pm

    "Ugh, great..." Spenst groaned annoyedly. Just his luck, getting saddled in a house with a rotting corpse in it! As much as the disturbed alien wanted to leave in that moment, he couldn't. Unfortunately, he was going to be stuck in here until the sun goes down, unless he wanted to be reduced to nothing more than a pile of ash, of course, and he didn't. Just what was he going to do until then, though?

    The Ectonurite pondered on the matter for a moment. Surely there was something of value lying about somewhere, but he had no intention of taking anything. Though who he thought to be the owner of the property appeared to be dead and taking something technically wouldn't be stealing, the whole idea just felt wrong to him. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to take a look around, though? No, surely that wouldn't hurt anything. And that he did, starting his search of the home in the basement. Basements tended to have some interesting things in them. Who knew what was he going to find?
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Mon Dec 08, 2014 6:26 pm

    The basement? An interesting first choice...

    Beneath the rotting floorboards and isolated from the rest of the farmhouse lied the cellar, its only access a single door leading downward from the kitchen. Corpses of rats and other unfortunate vermin lined the perilous descent, a blackened abyss greeting the ever brave Spenst. Here the rotten smell was the heaviest, nearly suffocating to the point of fainting, but eventually the nose, along with the mind, will acclimate to this unsettling aroma. Meters upon meters of pipe snaked alongside the walls and ceiling, the entire basement seemingly covered with them. They were clearly not meant to be there, as if someone had perhaps taken a blowtorch to weld most of the piping together. How strange, though... With all this intricate piping going every which way, where did they all lead?

    Should curious eyes trace the pipes to their final destination, they would find that... gasp! The pipes simply reached a dead end! Where several machinations had once been, there were now only discoloured patches upon the basement's hard, concrete floor. It may be hard to detect at first, as a chilling mist blanketed the ground in a thick haze. Things had been in this underground room, but what and where are they...?

    Aside from the confusing amount of leftover piping, it became very apparent that the basement had been stripped bare. There were a bit of discard metal pieces, odds and ends that served no use, but otherwise -  

    ...thump, thump, thump.

    W-Wait, what was that? It sounded like it came from upstairs...



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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Mon Dec 08, 2014 7:01 pm

    Okay, ew. So far, the only thing Spenst could find in the basement was the multitude of various rotting varmint corpses scattered about on the floor. If this and the state of decay of the corpse upstairs was of any indication, this place probably had to have been abandoned for ages. The only thing of potential interest in the disgusting room was the intricate array of piping lining the walls and ceiling. The curious alien traced the piping to see if it led anywhere, but alas, he was disappointed. The pipes led to nothing more than a dead end. Wait, what was that?

    ..thump, thump, thump.

    Something, or someone was moving about upstairs. This was certainly an interesting development, albeit a concerning one. Cautiously, the Ectonurite floated up to the ceiling of the basement. There, he became intangible, sticking his head through the ceiling in order to possibly catch a glimpse of whatever was moving around above him.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Mon Dec 08, 2014 7:51 pm

    A crafty one, that Spenst.

    Though he did not catch a glimpse as to what was causing the sudden noise, he did find an upsetting discover. The corpse slumped against the chair was gone!

    A thick mist now covered the living room's entire floor, similar to the basement and equally frigid. Dark had this place become, yet the sun was far from setting. It was as if an unnatural shadow had taken hold of the farmhouse and slipped it within a realm of impenetrable twilight. There was no escaping this hellish place...

    The longer Spenst lingered about the mist, the faster his mind began to deteriorate. Fanged faces and bulging eyes greeted him in the corners of his vision, writhing tentacles and slimy appendages reached out to grasp his clothing and pitchfork. But upon making contact with the Ectonurite's skin and raking their horrific claws upon it... they vanished into nothingness. Stranger still, the markings left behind were visible upon Spenst's flesh, painful to the touch. He had little time to inspect the unexplainable irritations. Playful laughter and excessive sobbing carried about the abandoned farmhouse like a muffled, pained wheeze, seemingly everywhere and nowhere; real and yet a trick of the senses. The saturated aroma of beer entered his nostrils, along with the unmistakeable metallic taste of blood. What was going on?

    Suddenly, a high-pitched wail pierced through the madness. Everything else faded away and the farmhouse once again grew still, with only the mist being Spenst's company. Not long after the first cry there was a second, identical pitch, and it should have then became apparent as to what the Ectonurite was hearing.

    A pair of babies, and it sounded as if they had not been feed in a very, very long time.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Mon Dec 08, 2014 8:35 pm

    What... What?! The corpse, where was the corpse?! The implications of the cadaver's sudden disappearance were grim indeed. Perhaps someway, somehow, it was never actually dead? Stranger still, though, was the fact that a thick mist had come right out of nowhere, completely covering the living room floor. Also, the place had become somehow darker than it was before, despite the sun still shining brightly outside. Eventually, the alien could make out monstrous faces staring back at him in the mist. He retreated back into the basement at the sight, but not before a bunch of slimy, wriggling tentacles grabbed at his clothes and pitchfork. After a moment of struggling, they relented, leaving behind painful marks on his flesh.

    It was then that a particular sound caught the Ectonurite's attention. It was the unmistakable sound of two infants crying. By the tone of their cries, Spenst could only assume that they were positively famished. No, no! This hellhole was simply no place for babies! He had to do something, but what? Thinking fast, the concerned alien rose back into the living room, making a mad dash in the direction of the crying.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Wed Dec 17, 2014 3:19 am

    Ah yes, think of the children... Always think of the children.

    Away and away flew the noble Spenst, the Ectonurite simply determined to find and rescue those poor, wailing babies. Only problem was... well, best to let him discover things for himself. Up ahead were the stairs, followed by the second story hall, and down to one of the far rooms... cried the babies. No doubt the Ectonurite, with only the most selfless of intentions in his breast, would hastily flock toward it. After all, would it not be heroic of him?

    The room at the far end of the hall was relatively untouched; dust was prevalent in the air and it smelled as if the carpet and fabric had not been washed for quite some time. A very stagnant aroma, but not as unpleasant as the telling stench of rot. In the midst of the room lied a crib, big enough for two and wholly intact. It was hard to get a good glimpse inside, however. This room, like the rest of the farmhouse, was plagued by a mysterious twilight. If the Ectonurite wished to rescue the babies and cradle them within his claws, he would have to approach.

    Another cry emerged from the crib, a pair of tiny, helpless souls reaching out for anyone who could hear them.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Wed Dec 17, 2014 8:23 am

    Yes indeed, appearances aside, Ectonurites too had the ingrained instinct to care for and protect their young, and even if it wasn't their young, it would still be hard for them to ignore such desperate cries. Eventually Spenst would find what was most likely the room of the crying infants. Upon entering the room, his suspicions would be confirmed by the presence of a crib big enough for two. The babies inside let out another helpless cry, as if reacting to his presence.

    It was then that the alien was met with a dilemma. These babies were clearly starving. How was he supposed to go about feeding them? He was a male. They certainly wouldn't be getting any milk from him, and milk that was lying about the farmhouse was probably spoiled. Not only that, but as much as he really wanted to rescue them, he couldn't leave just yet. It was still daylight out. What use would their rescuer to to them dead? Sadly, the only thing he really could do for the wailing infants was try to comfort them until the sun went down, and that he did despite the thick, imposing air in the room.

    "Sshhh, there there," he cooed to them as he leaned over the crib. "I'll get you out of here as soon as I can."
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Fri Dec 19, 2014 11:20 pm

    Not being able to lactate will be the least of Spenst's worries.

    His gentle cooing eased the crying infants into muffled gibberish, the room lapsing back into a calm silence. Had he done it? Had the Ectonurite successfully assuaged the babies and did his one good deed for the day? As he leaned over to peer down into the crib to better see the little souls he had just soothed, a horror soon befell his eyes. Laying in the crib were not two gurgling babies but shriveled corpses - horrid and diseased corpses. Gone were their eyes, long eaten away by festering bacteria. Gone was their supple skin, now leathery and tender enough to slip right off the bone. Gone, gone, gone. Everything human about them was gone, save for their vacant, lifeless stares; abyssal eye sockets gazing upward and seemingly evaluating Spenst's soul. Whatever had happened to these babies, it had happened long, long ago. Strangely, there didn't appear to be any visible wounds upon their delicate bodies...

    It was then that the horrid smell return, an aroma so powerful that it made one's skin crawl. Flies and maggots began to emerge from the infants' corpses, the former buzzing incessantly around as the latter wriggled pathetically upon their decaying host. It was enough to make one vomit.

    -- zzZZT!

    Suddenly a jarring sound came from the room across the hall. Static filled the void and soon distorted voices mumbled from within it, a sliver of light peeking from beneath the bedroom door. If there was something in that room like there was this one, Spenst out to benefit from a healthy dose of caution. After all, there were now two dead infants left in their crib and a corpse that would make even the late Houdini proud. The mist from before languidly crept into the babies' room and slowly began to fill it, an unnatural chill threatening to overtake what little warmth remained.
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Tue Dec 23, 2014 1:17 am

    Spenst let out a sigh of relief as the two infants ceased their crying. Shushing a wailing child wasn't usually so easy. The alien would soon come to realize exactly why the task was such an easy one to accomplish. He backed up frantically after peering into the crib, dropping his pitchfork on the floor. His expression was one of pure horror and shock, eyes widened and hands over his mouth. The babies were never alive at all! This whole time, they were nothing more than a pair of rotting corpses, their cries merely a hallucination. Not only that, but the infant cadavers were infested with flies and maggots! The Ectonurite struggled to hold back vomit at the vile sight.

    It was then that a deafening sound invaded the specter's ears. It was a static, electrical sound, enough to fill his head with an uncomfortably fuzziness. His head began to spin, as well as the room. He promptly collapsed to the floor, grabbing his pitchfork so hard that you would think it would break. Once he was finally able to come to his senses, the alien determined that the sound was coming from the room across the hall. Now, just like the rest of the house, the babies' room was full of the ominous, chilling mist. Spenst didn't want to be in this room anymore. Hastily, he got back up and began to approach the room, his hands still tightly clutching his pitchfork. Once there, he went inside...
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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Fear on Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:35 pm

    Deeper now... Deeper into the nightmare...

    The room across from what had once been the babies' room was of more aged tastes. Knick-knacks were stacked upon shelves and smothered in dust, the furniture antiquated and worn; remnants of a time long forgotten. At the far end stood a proud grandfather clock, though it had not been wound for some time. Its rusty face greeted Spenst when little else did, save for the flickering screen of an adjacent TV plagued by white noise. It played loudly and illuminated the room in a bright, undulating light. For a moment, if ever so brief, a pair of figures could be seen trying to break through; pitiful wails faded in and out, the static ultimately drowning them. The bizarre phenomenon dissipated into jittering particles and could be seen on more. It was almost as if... as if the pair of faces had tried to reach out to the Ectonurite, though that surely couldn't be... How could a TV communicate with its viewer? Preposterous. But, so were a dead infant's cries.

    Snug against the back wall and directly facing away from the hallway was a full-sized bed. It was directly in front of the television, with a few feet to spare in-between and was not unoccupied. Two corpses, far more matured than a baby's but also too advanced to be considered youthful, laid upon it. Their embrace was touching, as if the perished souls had been fast asleep when misfortune struck. One of them wore a pair of glasses, frames squared and lenses thick.

    Nothing upon their bodies had been taken, not even pieces of jewelery.

    This had not, then, been a robbery gone to murder.

    Suddenly, the television flickered off and the room grew pitch-black; the entire hallway and second floor plummeted into darkness. Mist crept into the room and an uneasy sensation filled the air, a staleness carried upon it.

    ...Thump, thump, thump!

    Hide! Something was coming up the stairs!



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    Re: I Could Have Crashed ANYWHERE else!

    Post by Spenst on Mon Dec 29, 2014 5:18 am

    The first thing Spenst noticed in the noisy room was a television set to a channel with only white noise. He was confused. Was this the source of the noise that was enough to make him collapse just a moment ago? There was no way! Though loud and grating, the noise coming from the television was still much too low. As the alien looked into the screen, he could briefly see a pair of figures who appeared to be reaching out to him. With their presence came muffled screams. As quickly as they appeared, though, they were gone.

    With the disappearance of the strange figures in the television, the Ectonurite's attention switched to the bed snug against the wall of the room. There were two adult corpses in the bed who appeared to be embracing. This would certainly imply that they were a couple who died in their sleep. This made him recall the corpses of the two infants. Had they died in their sleep as well? What were the odds of not one, not two, but four people dying in their sleep at the same time, though?

    The specter flinched as he could make out distinct thumping that was steadily growing closer. Someone was coming upstairs! Thinking fast, he hid under the bed. Not only that, but he became invisible for safe measures. He didn't particularly like hiding right under two cadavers, but what other choice did he have?

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