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Edgar heard the lazy and slightly agitated thump-and-swish of the basement monster’s limbs across the floor. He’d learned the edges of the room to better avoid it. Whatever that thing came into contact with it consumed.
Others would fade in through the walls, some of them wailing and some screaming obscenities. The louder they were the sooner it sucked them up.
Blindly he skimmed the rough wood paneling until he felt himself hit the far corner. He would get through this. He would get to heaven. Edgar slid down to his knees, weary. He didn’t need to sleep but every passing moment made him feel scattered, lethargic, it took so much effort to just pull himself up to move when it did.
It had been awhile since anyone else had come through. The Thing thrashed angrily.
BAM! Edgar heard it hit the wall.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
He curled up as small as he could and covered his ears. A rush of air hit him. His eyes had been closed for so long in the dark and before he could open them a loud crash sounded and everything ceased to be.
Drip, drip, dripping. He could hear water. Rough wood scraping his hair. No sliding, snake-like slithering, no reverberating growls or snarls.
A faint sound of a scream called his senses together again.
Drip, drip, dripping.
Time passed. He did not keep track of how long. Could not. A new voice, young and reedy, angry.
Drip, drip, THUMP, someone hit the floor. Edgar identified the scrape of boots and a loud heaving.
“NO! You can’t do this. I hate you!” Fists hit the wall. Anguished screaming reverberating off the walls.
“He can’t hear you.” Edgar rasped.
“Who the fuck?” Boots skidded. Quick footsteps and then something slammed into him, yanked him up and threw him across empty space. He was dead. Why did he feel pain?
“Your blood. It ended up on a wall somehow, somewhere, and so you ended up here.” A fist in his stomach, hands around his neck. Useless. Pointless. No heaven for him. No point.
“Where the fuck am I?”
“We’re still in Nny’s basement. There’s no way out.”