I open my eyes. It's all a chaos. It seems apocalypse as taken place. The only sources of light in this world without a sun are some tiny fires that are lit on the debris. I look around in fear and get up to my feet. My white shirt and shoes are torn. I start walking around, looking at my dreadful surroundings. "Can I find the source of all this?" is what I'm thinking now. I see some purple liquid in many places. These, for some reason, disturb me. I keep on walking forward, not knowing where I'll end up.
It has been almost twenty minutes and I fear there may not be an end to these hellish world. I start to think that the oxygen will soon diminish and I'll die. But I can't give up, I keep try to find something. Under some of the debris, there is a large metal pipe. It's large enough for a man bigger than me to slide into. I feel suspicious of it, there's a trail of purple liquid. I quietly slide in it and end up hitting a floor. Seems like a tunnel. The walls are narrow and too dark to see. I start walking forward again.
It's been twelve minutes and there's still no exit to the tunnel until finally, I see some light. I come out of the tunnel and the place still looks a bit same. Except, there's something moving here. It's an iron box of some kind. It's shaking. I creep towards it fearfully and suddenly..! The box is violently shaking. Throwing itself here and there before enlarging itself and taking out tentacles made of metal. I quickly hid behind some large debris at the back. Suddenly, the box stops. And it takes out some kind of TV screen. I call it it"s "head".
Thirty five minutes of waiting. The box isn't moving. It's just there. I now call it a machine. I keep thinking of getting close but again, I feel scared of it's tentacles. All of a sudden, the ground shakes. Somewhere afar, a metal pipe, just like the one I saw appears at a distance. A large amount of people crawl out it. I felt a little bit relieved to see them. I go closer, and closer, and closer. Suddenly, I can see them carefully, they aren't humans. Or at least don't look like humans. They have blue skin, white eyes, and the same purple liquid on their clothes. They all march out and stand bravely in front of the machine, as if a group of soldiers. The machine starts flailing it's tentacles. A woman walks out of the crowd and stands in front like a commander. She is wearing a black, leathery outfit.
Nothing happens for eight minutes. The machine starts flashing some strange pictures in front of her. Pictures of arrows, wingdings etc. Suddenly, the machine lets down one of it's tentacles down like a stair. The woman starts climbing it. She stands on top the machine's head. All of a sudden, she bursts into tears as the floor beneath her starts lowering until she is completely inside the machine. I think she has been killed or kept unconscious. Or maybe she's standing there, like a statue. I couldn't help but peek through the debris and look at what's happening.
Another eight minutes have passed. You must be wondering how I know the time. I had found a small stopwatch near the debris at the start of this journey which helped me measure the time. A man walks up to the machine this time. Again, it flashes some different pictures to him. Again, like the woman, he climbs up it's "stairs" and gets ready to meet the same fate. But instead of crying, he looks around. He turns his head towards the left, then right, again, left, again right, until he spots me looking. He screams at the top of his lungs and the whole crowd of "humans" start chasing me. I run like I never did. I don't want to die. I just don't. The crowd splits up to two different directions to catch me easily. I keep running and running until there's a dead end. A little girl, who looks like those "humans" approaches me. She picks up a tiny broken shard of mirror and shows it to me. There's something blue-ish slowly running up my neck. I stare at it for a few minutes and girl kept on holding it like that until I see myself turn into them. The crowd finds me. They grab both of my arms and start walking back to the machine.
It's been twenty five minutes. I realize how fear can make us run faster than average human speed. We have come back to that spot. They make me stand in front of the machine and let me go. I dare not to run as it's hopeless. The machine flashes me pictures, but unlike the first ones, which were wingdings and shapes, these ones brought tears into my eyes. I can see my family! As if on a live video chat. They are telling me to come to them. I stare for a few minutes. The screen then turns black and one of the machine's tentacles are indicating me to climb and stand where the last two people stood. I did. Just like the first woman, I also burst into crying. I climb up and stand there. The floor beneath my feet is lowering too. Until everything goes, black.
It's so blurry. I want to see my mother, my wife and my children. I miss them all. Everything is clear now. I have seem to be shifted to another place by the machine. But something is strange. I'm larger than before and my skin is pink. There are some yellow lumps and my hair had possibly fallen off. My head is twitching and hurting, nothing seems good. I don't want to be like this. I don't want to accept that I ate whole family in that state. But what could I do? My wife and mother were shooting at me with their guns and my children threw stones. It hurt me so I wanted to make them feel the same way. It seems I'm turning into that beast once again.