While Corey and his women sail to the private island to have a the break of a life time, the Lock keeper was busy studying him. He sat behind a large table that doubled as a screen as well, showing Corey laying next to Misha. They were talking about something but the Lock keeper couldn't hear it. Something was blocking the frequency, and the image was glitching. This made him grow irritated, there was something about Corey he just couldn't understand. One of those things was how everytime he tried to spy, or sneak a little peak into what Corey was doing, something always interfered. He either couldn't hear, or couldn't see. Or sometimes both. The teen had to be cheating. That was the only logical explanation the Lock keeper could find. And that was why he had called someone special. The door to his office came open, and heels clinked to the floor. The long thick black dress dragged along the floor, and the unknown visitors hair sashayed along with her hips. She stopped by one of th
The ship stayed in the sky while Corey and the women slid down to the island through a rope. The first thing Corey noted was the sinking feeling that turned his stomach, something bad was about to happen but he didn't know what it was. And NewAge only ever warned when the danger was close, leaving Corey to search for what was causing a fuss in his body. Yumiko sat atop his shoulders, sniffing the air for fruits. Corey hoped she would notice something since she had a better sense of smell than the rest of them. The island, Corey noticed, was deserted. Which made no sense.He had found the island thanks to NewAge, it was a resort. Why was it suddenly deserted?NewAge: SOMETHING MUST HAVE CHANGED DURING OUR JOURNEY HERE. Corey nodded in agreement, that was the only logical explanation. Something changed during the period of them coming here. The entire island still held it's amenities, but something was off. Corey craned his neck, a red splatter was on one of the buildings. He squinte
Corey walked for hours before he was alerted that his body required food to go on. He had skipped out on breakfast. Not because he didn't want to eat, but he just didn't feel the need for it. He figured he would get something to eat at the resort. A poor decision now that he looked back on it.Nothing had changed about the Temple. After walking, Corey kept seeing the same thing over and over and over again. It was like he was walking in circles. He sighed, and searched for a place safe enough to sit and eat. He found a broken pillar, Corey sat himself on it and thought about a B-L-T sandwich. He paired it off with a bottle of water. Corey kept his eyes busy, scanning over everything. The odd symbols and drawings on the wall. And the stacks of bones from the men Deloris had eaten. This is a sight that he shouldn't be looking at while he ate, but Corey ate with comfort. Viewing the dead bodies as something normal. He finished his meal in just five minutes, drank the whole bottle of w
The blade slammed down on Corey's fingers, severing them with a clean smoothness that would frighten any one. Corey had experienced pain, he was no stranger to that feeling but this was intense. He'd never felt pain this bad, it forced him to cry out as it shary stung his body. His fingers vibrated, all Corey could focus on was the pain. He'd forgotten he was not alone. That is, until the pain doubled on his side. And everything tuned black.When Corey opened his eyes, he was standing in front of the door again. He blinked, he could still remember how the pain had felt, but his body was empty. All he had was the memory of what had been the worst feeling he'd ever felt.With a deep inhalation, Corey resigned to thinking of a plan. He knew what was going to happen next, so he had to think. He had to make a plan. 'Going with the flow was a bad idea.'He needed to get into the temple, and get out before the bulls arrived. Corey saw that as his only option to survive. At least now he
Am I insane? Was the question Corey saw written on the wall this time. Everything was the same, aside from that. He couldn't figure out why that was the only difference. Was the question directed at him in a way?Did Deloris write it? She'd stopped with her cackling but she still followed Corey closely. She was going to attempt to make him one of her meals, Corey knew that. He still wasn't bothered. All he wanted was to not relieve the same horrid fate as the last time. Death had been painful, he hated that. As corey ran, he paid close attention to every creak. Every noise he heard, his spine tingled. When Corey got to the end where the bull had appeared from, he found nothing. Relief smoothed the fear that had been in his chest. NewAge pointed the steps he needed to take. Corey reached for the vine, Deloris chose that moment to start talking."Hello mortal."Corey gave hera confused look and nothing else. He hadn't failed gym class back when he used to go to school. His rope climb
Erogo wanted to know what Corey was up too, the teen had been seated on that tree for an hour. Unmoving as he observed the tamaris. A clan even the deity thought was extinct. He guessed that there could have been stranger things. He was preparing to send one of his locked creatures into the catacombs to attack Corey but the teen had gotten out surprisingly fast. The woman beside him also watched the teen. Her thoughts ran wild. If Erogo knew what she was thinking he'd be worried for himself. But thankfully, mind reading wasn't a part of his abilities. She turned away from Corey, and caught the sight of the something zooming through the air. With one eyebrow, an idea formed in her mind. She entertained it, flying off into the sky to grab the ball of light before it could blast off again. Erogo noticed her lack of presence at his side. He found her immediately. As she crushed the ball of light and dropped it into the sea.He appeared next to her. "What did you just do?""What you hi
Deloris threw her body to the ground, sliding across with ease as if it was the smoothest surface in the world. Her jaw smacked to the ground, mouth open and tongue out. Excitement bubbled within her as she could already taste the sweet flesh of the most annoying man she had ever met. Sure, the satisfaction of him killing her had been taken away but that didn't mean anything as long as she ate him. Corey jumped, he reached his arm up for the vine and caught. His body swung towards the large gaping hole that had caused his death the last time. Corey planted both his feet in each side of the hole, to prevent his body from sliding into it. He turned his head, not wanting to miss what was about to happen. Deloris had forgotten about the trap there. Corey remembered it from when the bull had stepped on it. He knew in her fitted rate she would be blind to remembering that her catacombs are built around traps. Deloris's jaw pushed the trap step down, activating the shape blade. She shot
(Listen to courtesy call by thousand foot krutch. It adds a different effect.)The amount of time Corey spent making horrible comical poses by the lake was ridiculous. It was like he blocked out the part where something to as shifting into a supernova and about to wreck his newly found paradise. He was making bad puns. Anyone who saw him would have thought he was on some kind of drug, but truthfully, Corey was trying to get control of his nerves. The fear of pain was messing with his brain, he was at one hundred percent. And he knew that.He waved the Triton again, this time he threw it towards the hand. The weapon jammed into the center of the palm. Right besides the box. Corey felt another shake, he ran back up the stares. The lake water began to bubble. It boiled for minutes splashing around the bottom of the stairs. It was almost acidic in the smell. It slowly melted what it touched.Another trap, Corey thought. If someone had reached for the box they would have to touch the ce