Chapter Five

Whispers of Death

Tamaki's eyes gazed upon the stars. Was this happening? Was this actually real? It felt so surreal at the moment. This could not be happening! It's been over a year since the clouds ever cleared up. So how was this true? It looked so fake; his eyes never once saw the stars in forever…

"I can't believe it," he whispered. He looked up at millions of stars. They shined brightly before his eyes until something in the distance made a small sound. Immediately, Tamaki turned. It was dark, and this was going to be difficult it zombies were to come out at this moment, but lucky for Tamaki, he somehow made it all the way back to the large field with the crashed plane. The city was not too far, possibly an hour or two walk.

Suddenly, a low growling sound was made. Tamaki turned around to see fire ablaze in the distance. He was about to walk over to it until he heard another one. He turned around again, but there was nothing. He continued to walk very slowly like a turtle making its way across the road.

As he took simple, yet small steps forward, his heart raced faster. One more step forward, a screech sounded throughout the field. Tamaki held his hands to his ears and moaned in pain. Not noticing the shadowy movements in front of him, he was tumbled to the ground.

A very, very, very large monster sat on Tamaki. Its screeches pierced the air so loudly that it could kill anybody. Its figure was huge, and its muscles were at the extent of a body builder, but this one was way over the limits. Its head was large and bulky with a large opening.

Tamaki was about to reach for his pistol in his pocket, trying to endure the pain, until suddenly, a large slimy, wet figure began soaking Tamaki's face. He held his eyes closed as he felt it. Just as the feeling went away, he opened his eyes to see it retract into the opening of its head.

It had to be its weak spot. And so, Tamaki quickly reached for his pistol. Once in his grip, he aimed to shoot at the beast, but it was knocked out of his hand and thrown away into the distance. Tamaki groaned and looked up.

It was still gazing at Tamaki, its large and wet tongue slithering in and out of its large mouth that covered its head. It was truly disgusting. Who would want to see that?

Tamaki tried to squiggle free but was startled when it screeched for another time and punched its hands onto the ground by the blonde's head. Tamaki looked up in fright. He was not going to do this… He was not going to –

Tamaki mustered up all his courage and drove his hand straight into the opening of it. He closed his eyes as the feeling of his hand met with slime. When Tamaki dug his nails into it, it cried out in pain. It quickly raised its hands and held its opening, while Tamaki quickly slid away and sprinting into the distance.

Tamaki grabbed the pistol and aimed it at the creature. He took a step closer and shot. It cried, but it didn't give in. It stood up and ran straight to Tamaki. Quickly, he dodged and shot the monster again. He continued to shoot until it went down, its body limp and lifeless on the ground.

Tamaki breathed out a bit, relieved. And so, Tamaki continued to walk down the wrecked path back home. As he walked, he heard small whispers and murmurs of death. It was haunting him as he walked faster and faster, causing him to sprint away from the noises. But it continued to follow. It was as if it never went away, it was like a recorded noise playing over and over in his head.

"Stop!" Tamaki shouted. He closed his eyes tightly and fell onto his knees. He groaned and fell into a little ball. The noise kept on going around, circling him like a death song.

Tamaki, it sung, come home.

Tamaki groaned louder and shot the pistol in the air. This was enough! The noise was too much that he wanted to let everything go!

"Please," he whispered.

Suddenly, the noises stopped and Tamaki lifted his head to look around. It was silence. After all that walking, the sky was finally dimly lit with a dark purple, and the stars were fading away. He looked around. Something caught his eye and he turned to look at it.

It opened its mouth and spoke the words in a low mumble. "Tamaki, come home."

Tamaki dropped his arms to the dirt around him, shocked. "Mori-senpai?"

To Be Continued…