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‘Some Crazy Shit Has Happened…’

that was when Josie’s screams turned into warped groans as a tentacle burst from underneath the car and out of the ground in one swift rumble, and the tendril had penetrated Josie’s vagina and advanced through her mouth so quickly, that her screams were squeezed out of her as the rest of her tore to conform to the massive diameter of the tentacle… which then began to fill the automobile with a bloody splat, all of the liquid as it squished outward against the windows and interior, the tentacle was tearing a hole through the roof of the vehicle, and the sound of metal being torn asunder followed by tearing car upholstery raped the space as the two men fell disgusted to the ground as the swift rumble came again with a deeper foreboding touch to creep in.

Emile had his ear to the ground when the explosion rocked the whole scene… Chad was the closer of the two of them when the beast struck the car and Josie within it, and each subsequent tremor threw a chill down his entire spine, the fear rushing through him in waves… he really had felt as though he and Josie could have been something real, but now these ideas were just time ill-spent as tentacle withdrew from the wreckage… Chad was also the first of them to stand up, running to the car afraid to find the worst, but knowing that could be the only possibility there was left… Emile watched as Chad ran to the wreck, listening to the sudden thunder underground, and then witnessing Chad’s expression of hatred, fear and guilt all at once… then the explosion occurred.

the car had exploded long ago it seemed, the beast shot up through the engine, and after one massive throbbing tentacle had twisted up inside of Josie’s lolling head… Emile was screaming as he ran from the wreckage, and Chad was still a few yards away, after being tossed like a rag doll into the nearby fields… ducked behind a bush, the bright sun streaming into his grey freckled eyes, and Emile squinted past the smoke and sunlight… realizing he was pissing himself suddenly put him into a whimpering snivel as his crotch soaked through… he looked around with his face pinched tight, trying not to whimper even through the fear, but he was cunning enough to know that staying quiet was the optimal choice even when faced with an odd and very threatening situation.

reaching up towards the sky, the beast dragged its massive, swollen bulk up through the husk of automobile left in its wake below, and now there wasn’t too much left to identify it as it charred at the base of the creature… it didn’t seem fire was making it uncomfortable, the rumbling earth registering every ridge and bump as it passed through the ground like a colon, and tore through the moist dirt without any hesitation… tunneling its way into the air, the blue-gray hide was mottled, and speeding through the open country air as fast if not faster than through the ground… it was as though it could leap of its own power, but somehow it could never resemble anything but a worm, so large that it blotted out the sun for the briefest moment enough that scientists and researchers in the area were curious what was responsible.

Emile didn’t know what to do now, Chad was unconscious more than likely, and Josie was utterly dead and gone… he quivered behind the bush, sweating cold and breathing hard, as he tried to still his rapid heartbeat as much as he could without screaming… louder than life the rumbling of quaking earth was stilled, the beast had leaped far from its hole with a deep, roaring grunt that seemed to echo for miles in all directions, but only for the moments as it fell back to the ground with a concussive pull that seemed to suck the immediate atmosphere into the wake of its movement… leaving cracked dry dirt underneath itself, wriggling like a giant blind worm, and twisting in the air as though helpless… Emile could see it between the leaves in the bushes, sobbing silently, holding his mouth with the palm of his hand.

Emile gave a girlish cry that seemed to get Chad’s response, the dirt shook him awake in the aftermath of being knocked out at first, and pulled himself free of the shallow by the road… Chad, bleeding and broken, pulled forward by his forearms as he went along moaning through the ditch to the road… he stared straight into the shaft of the creature’s central probing head, his forehead bleeding, and the blood caking in his hair… he moaned, the beast was frozen in place, and then Chad began screaming out… questioning out loud why this was happening around him, and assaulting the last few moments before the crash, especially crying out Josie’s name… at first angry, howling with mad pure passion, and then sullen and with a queer remorse in his throat… he looked around slowly as blood dripped from a cut in his forehead, dazed and worried.

obnoxious size of its primordial weight dwarfing Chad many times over, as the beast wiggled outrageously upon its side, Chad was struck deaf in the haze by the silence roaring between his ears… the beast would look as though like an immense sausage, waving and wriggling and certainly ten times deadlier, from the height of a plane in the air… Chad could barely register what was in front of himself… a hazy blur as he blinked fresh blood into his eyes, laughing out loud at the pain surging through his lower torso, and this creature’s probing tendril mere inches from his face… the beast’s single “eye” stared at Chad, and it suddenly licked around his face as though like a sightless hand feeling a person’s facial features, as Chad drunkenly began swatting it away by hand and half-coherent wordings uncomfortable with this striking intrusion while still not completely there.

Emile quivered there behind the bush, he had heard Chad laughing as he caught sight through the bushes, and was distracted from his hiding into standing up and calling out Chad’s name as the sky filled with light… Chad moved his face toward the voice, the probing growth twisted in Emile’s direction, and from behind the mountainous creature a shrill half-whistle broke through the air… Chad screamed as his ears popped from the intensity of the sound at close proximity, dark blood flying from out of the cartilage, and then it was all absolutely silent to Chad… his body still slightly flopping around as the tendril began to creep into the mouth, first “sniffing” around Chad’s lips, and to slide down his throat after probing his nostrils… Emile could hear Chad gagging as the thing went further down.

Emile threw himself down to the ground, and covered his ears as his friend fell, blood streaming from his head… however, Chad was not dead, his ear drums had been burst and he was unconscious… the beast took no hesitation as the probing head began sweeping over Chad’s prone body, leaving a glistening trail of mucus on his shirt and pants, and then it found the blood coming over his eyes… the mighty weight of it rolled and wriggled over toward Chad, and another tendril had begun to shuffle over from across the field, this end of the beast was nothing like the other end… the protrusion from this end was different, and obviously was prepared to go deeper than the other end had investigated before… the other and much narrower end dislodged from Chad’s throat, jerking the still living body blindly into throwing-up blood, forming a pool underneath Chad’s coughing head.

he was trying desperately to take in any oxygen to breathe clearly, but he began choking and convulsing there on the ground, as the other side of the beast lurched forward towards his direction… Emile had crept onto his haunches, and stood there once again sobbing softly against his friend’s suffering… Chad spasmodically shook as the beast forced itself, tearing past his pants and underwear, into the tissue inside of Chad’s rectum… Chad let loose a forced howl of both terror and absolute animal violation, the thing was not kind, and shook the prone form with a raw and muscled push in response… it had forced the end that resembled more a thick phallic point with a wreath of writhing thinner tendrils two feet down, and it now began jerking and tearing open the colon.

wiggling and wedging the length in deeper and deeper, hearing Chad grunt blindly expressive syllables while being brutally and completely gutted by this thing ten times his size, and Emile just stood there watching as he stopped whimpering and was shocked into place by this ghastly scene… all the while wondering why he was here for all of this, over and over again in his mind, and finally wet cracking noises replaced the groaning coming from the half alive body… space was still being pushed from within the body, and slight gasping sounds were struggling through, as it plugged itself so deep that the legs were torn in two… the buttocks tore down the full length of the back as ribs dislodged from place, and the skin around the scrotum and penis stretched until it snapped.

Emile had a strong feeling that there was no way he was going to survive this as the wretch drooled from his mouth in heaping sobs… the thing playing puppet with Chad’s half-torn torso on the end of its probing tentacle, low-rumbling slowly rolling from the thing as it sat playing with the corpse, and then unthinkably a large wrinkle of flesh in the gray exterior twitched to reveal the corners of a gigantic mouth in the middle of this creature… it was pulling the pieces into its maw like some waste disposal unit, getting rid of what should have been buried with respect, and Emile was horrified at what it might do next to get him… he crouched low to the ground, feeling the dew from the early morning on the cuffs of his pants, and sobbed a little more at the small things missing.

as the sounds of human tissue being ripped apart, and then gnawed upon by some incredulous beast up from the bowels of the earth, Emile was lost and frozen in place waiting to be eaten… his heart thundered in his chest as he sat sniveling, a flurry of razor-sharp thoughts on the edge spinning through his mind at a horrible rate, and the least of which were of how this creature came to be here… the earth quaking, they had to be from somewhere simple, but that was all out of a science fiction mess… some creature feature that Emile had seen at the drive-in when he was a young kid, that scared the holy shit out of him with burrowing beasts, and was haunting him now somehow following him… there was never just a simple explanation for something this unimaginable, as Emile squeezed himself into a ball, openly weeping.

these things just never happened, Emile distraught, hoping he wasn’t awake… this just had to be a dream… the sweat dripping slowly from his forehead, and his heart racing rapidly in his chest told Emile another story, however, that this was a very real nightmare… the shaking and subtle screams inside firing off explosions in his mind, telling him to move quickly to some other place, but here he was just utterly balled up in guilty fits over the exaggerated driving stunts earlier… suddenly, the sun in the sky snapped him out of his transfixed state, and he opened his tear-clogged eyes with adrenaline lust… a lust for life… in the moments spent gripping himself in fear, he had to deal with the deaths of his dearest friends and lovers, as well as the destruction of a very custom vehicle that was going to be his ticket out of town on that “one day” scale.

he wasn’t hearing anything from beyond the bushes, for a moment it seemed as though it all was the dream, but confusion struck in the wake of that thought for a moment soon after… Emile had convinced himself that there was nothing to fear at all, and grew brave enough to look over the edge of the scrub bushes that had been his perfect hiding spot, the rush still fresh from the adrenaline purge… a small glimpse revealed an empty place, but soon Emile was in a sprint back down the country road that they had originally come from, there had to be a way back to safety somewhere… the bright daylight streamed down on his back as he ran, and the heat on his back radiated as he began cracking a smile, he knew he had to be in the homestretch enough be able to look back down the road.

as soon as he thought that, though, flashes of images and phantoms of sound from the last hour or so began floating to the surface… Josie’s choking and gagging to death as she burst to pieces, interspersed with memories of the two of them laughing as they approached Chad with the idea of a threesome, and her pelvis thrusting into his face as he stuffed his tongue deep inside… the car exploding in a fiery wreck, the thrilling race less than a half an hour ago with the train by morning light, and then a memory more distant where he was first given the keys by his parents weeks before he graduated only to come back a year later to get a job at the mall… how he so wanted to have his friends back, the image of the big smile on Chad’s face just before he kissed Emile later that night, and then Chad being raped and then eaten.

the face was gone, had he just kept on going he might have made it, but now Emile was just more excrement on the ground once it had digested Chad’s remains… he looked back at the tree where it all happened, unaware of the shadow he was underneath right then, but still struck by the now embedded visions of his friends’ demise… sweaty and filthy from the piss and the shit, the skull was collapsed into fragments by the sudden pressure, and followed by the rest of the body in one kinetic stroke of fate… even though unaware of the shadow, Emile heard something change in his range of sounds, and it was then that he chanced to look up without thinking about it much at all… the look on Emile’s face as he saw thousands of eyes flying towards him said ‘oh shit!’, scaled with thousands of living and looking eyeballs, and the blackness closed in.