INTERVAL 10

Decapitation - His Fault

Fire Everywhere Alma Rejoices

(I.10-Revelation- The Vault)

Harm-a-Scum, Arm-a-Scum, Arma-Scam, ArmaScum and Ham-a-Scum were almost history. Pointman had chased down Hurlin' Wide through the vault; he only had to follow the empty cans of hair dye to do that, an obsession the soldier couldn't quite grasp. Pointman soon saw three replica soldiers run passed him from the other side of some windows, the only thing he found though at the bend was void and flames. Everything was in a blur but PM made out the form of Fettel crouched there, roasting marshmallows:

«You still don't know do you, who you are? Why, you're here…»

Pointman really thought the man was talking to the spongy food until Paxton looked his way and went on; «What's the first thing you remember?»

The commander's face changed to disgust after he viewed an image from Pointman's mind; «Seriously, even by my standard that is profoundly sick…..» The second prototype stood up and threw his snack away, apparently had just lost his appetite and that's saying something. «What's your given name?»

Paxton appeared truly disappointed and rubbed his forehead with index and thumb; «Aside from 'Point Man'….»

The soldier looked around, wondered why he wasn't catching on fire.

«You can't be set aflame by computerized data; can't you concentrate for two damn minutes? Where were you born?»

The first prototype was about to recall something, yes; it was just there at the CORNER of his mind! It was linked to that place where Hamburger whispered…

Nah it's gone.

Paxton felt like strangling him.

«Fine, let me spill it all out; you have no history. You and I were born from the same mother…..starting to make sense now, figured it out yet; the hamster's wheel is turning once more?»

PM remained mute and thoughtless.

«….surely you must have sensed it!? A life of one waking from a nightmare only to find herself deep into another…same for you from that time you used to date that brainless woman, I honestly don't know how you survived that.»

The scenery switched to a cell, Paxton seated on his bed in the left corner reading some Philosophy book, next to his right thigh laid another and the cover read "How to Properly Cook People: A Cannibal's Best Resource."

«I, will set her free….at least this time you managed not to think that I would fucking set her on fire…. You're such a disappointment, same as back there in our locked chamber; I am starting to believe you were adopted.»

Pointman's thoughts fired up.

«Oh, now you understand….» Paxton sighed and stood up, looked his brother in the face. «Go ahead shoot me, no way I'm kneeling; if you haven't noticed the floor is dirty with footprints and who knows what else. Well even if it was clean I wouldn't be one to kneel in front of a blind idiot such as yourself.»

Pointman just stared so Fettel took a swing and smacked another plank in his face thus returning them both back to the vault. His brother's corpse laid there with a smile plastered on his bloody face, a napkin tucked in his neckline. There was a good amount of cranberry juice all around him, too. Pointman wondered where the hell they all got their supplies now realizing how thirsty he was, he then left and found three replica soldiers sat on the floor playing cards:

«Hey don't mind us, we're just wasting time.»

«Yeah, waiting for the apocalypse to come.»

«Towards the end of the game, or your life, it's that way; have fun.»

Pointman took the small lift up to the main chamber, still hearing the voices of the squad below;

«What do you think we should do with the commander's body?»

«Don't know, one thing is for sure: I am not eating it.»

The chamber was locked, Hurlin' Wide was behind the door and typing on a console, some of his hair white and the other half dyed black; «Time to fuck shit up, besides I think she suffered enough…after all these years we made her go through hell from the day she turned three, betrayed by her own father plus forced her to go through pregnancy, TWICE if I might add, then taking her beloved sons away and fucking 'em up too; I guess it's about time we assholes set her free now that the damages have been done... It's only natural; I'm so generous and merciful! More so it's not like anyone who has been through that kind of sick relentless abuse would seek revenge anyway.»

The metallic tube before him slowly opened as he was enveloped in some kind of kinetic aura, it also seemed to hurt a lot; good for him. When an older, way-too-thin Alma came out; he exploded thus the view into the chamber was blocked by human remains on the window. Another flashback occurred, or was it now a 'flash present'…?

An Alma that had gone through hell itself appeared before Pointman, which surprisingly seemed to be taking a nap on the floor with his eyes open. She was sickly skinny, lost a lot of muscle mass and bone density from being stuck in that tube for years; thus she began walking slowly towards the soldier but broke one of her leg;

«AARRGH! Got to fucking fix that.»

The flash present ended and the door to the chamber opened, revealing yet another bloody scene, and Alma's red footprints towards the exit. All the crimson messes he'd been in had already started to feel like home, so when returning to his shitty apartment some new decoration would have to be done. Unfortunately Pointman had to shoot some parts of the field generator below before he could leave, too bad since he liked that core, could have watched it revolve around itself for hours.

When the four compartments were taken care of, the whole complex fell into an even thicker darkness, until shit got real. Electrified blue sparks of imminent destruction racked the place and Pointman thought he would get fried. He escaped running through the many areas, barely seeing between the red light sweeping most rooms and the army of floating ghosts attacking him at every turn.

His mother's voice rang in his head, «I call them Nightmares, by the way. Then why are they attacking you? Fun factor. »

Also it seemed to be the revenge of the pipes which blew open spitting flames at his approach but Pointman avoided every obstacle, minus that one metal rod an explosion flung into his crotch; but that doesn't count as failure.

The entire complex shook violently, he saw Alma again twice; her leg seemed fine though she still looked like a cadaver. He never sought to know who his family had been but he sure didn't imagine his mom looking like this or being the most powerful psychic in the whole damn world. No time for reunion as this place was falling apart; she'd probably kill him anyway if he got close, besides, Pointman doesn't give a shit.

After some more attack-defense games with the floating Nightmares, he stumbled in a big hangar where over 100 planks were thrown his way with brute force; now we know where Fettel's plank-obsession comes from. Pointman did his best to avoid them while shooting with his dual pistols since all his previous equipment had magically vanished somehow; he still received many in the face and stomach though. Story of his family.

Then another flashback was triggered showing his healthier mother resting on a medical table, screaming as they took him away from her, «Give me back my baby you fucking sick piece of shit of evil fuckers! I swear I am going to plank-bash and kill every single one of you bastards then defecate on your faces!»

Then a folio was shown, it was a receipt for a soup, next the camera moved to another folio; this one bearing the title of this whole secret ordeal with the name of his mother on it. Then Pointman reacted,…..Hurlin' Wide, Alma Wide, means his name was Pointman Wide.

Oh, the horror; end of flashback.

He ran out of there and jumped through a broken window only to be welcomed by the dawn of the Apocalypse. Huge mushroom explosion erected in the sky followed by dust and much debris, and yes, some more planks. He got whacked in the face by several simultaneously, knocking him unconscious.

When he came to, a helicopter was hovering above him and he heard Jin's voice in his ear saying they had found his corpse, she then rectified that he might still be breathing. Well he hoped to be in one piece as he recalled what HollyshitDay looked like before he died.

Back on board, Jin was sat near the open door allowing a nice view on the explosion below and we could still see the shape of the mushroom in smoke. «Look at that, isn't it beautiful? By the way, where is Alma?»

She shouldn't have asked, oh no she shouldn't have; chopper experienced turbulence and the light died. Jin turned to Pointman and asked what it was thus failing to see what the soldier witnessed. Alma showing up at the door and hanging there staring at him, but since she had lost too many muscles her grip faltered and she fell:

«Damn I knew this was a mistake…!»

Fortunately she teleported herself somewhere else, so there is going to be other games.

«What was that sinister scream?»

Pointman shrugged, as if he was going to explain anything anyway, not only does he not speak but it would take forever as well: so fuck it fucking fuckers.

«Hell, you really are mute aren't you; well I like it better than being around JaCowSki or anyone else, they can't seem to shut up.»

On that she turned around and started taking pictures of the explosion, oh the walls at her place are going to look fucking great once she's done.

F.E.A.R.

No cacti were harmed during the production of this parody.