The day was dark, the ground itself seemed to excerpt an odd mist. With the skies a murky grey and the air itself smelling of stale life, the current standing town would seem like a ghost town. There wasn’t a light in the abandoned streets, there wasn’t even the sound of some old man snoring. No, the silence here was uncanny. Ravens perched along the rooftops, rats scurrying into sewer grates. The desolate town seemed to be something of legend, a ghost time with the possibility of secrets and peril.
Within the mists, there was the distinct sounds of footsteps along a moist ground. Each step squished as if squeezing the life from the ground itself. Slowly it grew louder as two figured emerged from the darkness. They glanced around the area cautiously as if they expected a creature to leap out towards them, but no such thing happened. The man looked of high quality. His clothes were neat, properly cleaned to display the brightest of whites. He was adorned with pieces that looked of gold but may have been bronze, they gleamed in the darkness, like a beacon. Next to him, stood a woman, she was dressed in ridiculously vibrant colors, as if she wanted to stand out more. She looked out of place in the bland colors around her, though, so did the man with the shiny gold pieces.
They were both alert as they seemed to all but tiptoe like the old time cartoons of Scooby Doo. Every step all but comical but all too suspenseful. With each corner they turned their bodies were stiff with anticipation for something to all but jump out, but it didn’t. The tension was so thick in the air, almost like dry ice, you could all but cut it.
The two stopped in front of a street sign. The tension from the male all but faded, he didn’t seem to care anymore, or maybe he was in a higher state of alertness that was comfortable. The female was still on high alert. It was obvious she wasn’t use to these types of things. Her eyes would skit from left to right and everytime they stopped she moved dangerously close to the male. Though it didn’t seem like the male cared what she did, it was obvious that she was clinging to him for some form of safety.
The map was skewed, pieces torn and the center there were writings of some other language, as if the demons from hell themselves had written their plans to destroy the earth. The symbols were rigged and bold, though there was a circle in the upper left hand corner, though the red tint didn’t look much like marker. The circle was around the name for the towns church.
Peculiar, out of all the places on the map, the one to be circled in a reddish bloodlike substance seemed to be the church. Though neither of the two said a word it was obvious to see they knew their next destination. Both turned and began walking towards the location of the church. It was just as eerie as before, possibly more so due to what they had just seen. That was mostly likely nerves.
Deeper, they traveled into the deserted town as the buildings around them seemed to be getting steadily in worse condition as they went towards the church. The outside of the towns homes looked as if they were brand new and not a soul had lived in them. Currently the homes they were passing were missing boards, had shattered windows and wreaked of urine and decay. The ground below them was no longer a light gray color but steadily turning to a deep red color. The female’s complexion seemed to fade as she made sure to keep up.
The church would be coming up soon, according to the map they had looked at, it would be in the center of a courtyard. They rounded a corner and came face to face with the church, which looked, perfect. The church was a bright white, it’s stained glass stood out amidst the chaotic scenery around it. The homes closest to the church were charred and missing large chunks of walling. Yet the church, was untouched, even the ground around it was flourishing with green grass and flowers.
It was silent, but more so than before, as the two approached the church. As they reached the footsteps of the church an ear splitting shriek cut through the silence. The jarring noise was enough to make the female all but jump onto the male. Though they didn’t move much, the male’s eyes moved to look towards the roof of the church, while the female was much too focused on the sound she had just heard. The sky all but thundered in protest as the smell of rain was in the distance. The woman seemed to finally pull herself out of it, as the male was already reaching for the door.