The Familiar Monsters

Aaron went down the streets he was used to. He killed the animals that he was familiar with.

His shoes were clinging to a pebble. Here it was Victorianesque: ornate brick buildings that penetrate the gray sky, narrow streets full of shadows, boiling smoke coming out of the machines. Personally, she was wearing a black suit with a date under a gray collar jacket and a top hat - all without weight.

There will be a monster hidden in the next corner. Aaron hurried to meet him, cutting him with his dagger before he responded. At the bottom of the next tunnel, he knew he had to turn quickly to face the two beasts that were trying to ambush him from behind.

Aaron heard an unexpected sound for the first time in what seemed to be an eternity. Steps, hitting him on the rocks of the pits. The woman turned the corner, her face immediately visible, exposed as she did not have a helmet.

"Me?" Aaron had to ask. Really anyone can look like him during the initial setup.

"Yes it is I," he replied, the words coming out of a steady mouth, closed in a speechless face. He raised his arm to Slayer Salute, which would have looked cool if he had a weapon but now it only shows behind his held arm.

"Do you want to run with me to Yardardburg?" Asks Aaron. "Monsters need to be killed."

"Not really," he said. "I found out about ten minutes before my attack started, I saw you were there. I found out that this is a time well spent if I can convince you to shoot us again."

Aaron should have known it was about the Legend of Lorecraft again.

"Well, you'll have to convince me to leave," he said sarcastically. "One has to clean these dirt roads."

Aaron thought that if Mina nodded he would be with her as she passed by him.

He ran to the next road, and I followed closely. A man who slept with animals and his wild dog were on their way. Aaron made a point of running past the dog and cutting off the beast's man with his saw. The beast has fainted from time to time. Aaron turned and saw Mina's body being shaken by a dog while biting it with a loud bang.

"Will you take this thing away from me?" He asked casually.

"C'mon. You still got it."

His steady face didn't have to show grimace that Aaron felt the same way. Suddenly a great designer of Mina's short fist appeared. Well-placed strikes and a violent dog died bravely.

"You see," Aaron said. "If you're a murderer, stay tuned."

"In that case, I'm the killer who wants a new murder. Seriously, Aaron, why are you staying here?"

"I like it here. You're familiar too. And Manny. And Chara."

Aaron stepped out of the way and into the highway. Mina kept the speed close. There will be no distances when everyone is running at the same speed.

Lines of long gas lanterns form a road leading to a wide stone bridge.

"Yes, the memories are cool," said Mina "but this is no longer fun. It's too late. And you're dumb. Just stop and look at this stupid monster."

The fierce wolf approached on all fours, without a word, and its head roared forward as if looking for prey. They were both too far away for the wolf to see them.

"Hey, you stupid wolf!" Cried, Mina. "Hello! We're here!"

The wolf did not pay Mina. Instead, he turned and walked back, still staring at the deer.

A small stone just replaced Mina's great art. He tied himself to a corner where the bridge bell and the avenue met and threw a stone at the wolf area. The wolf turned and turned, shivering to follow Mina at a speed that eventually found him trapped inside a rock shaking in vain.

"Now you're just wasting the killer's experience," Aaron said. He walked over to the captured wolf and ended his misery.

"It's bad," said Mina. "Look at this. Creatures don't respond to sound, they are hundreds with predictable monitoring patterns. It was fun while it was going on but there are better games now. Why not give Lorecraft another picture?"

Aaron began to walk on this long bridge. "I don't like Lorecraft."

He did not follow. "The thing is, Aaron, you never said why."

Aaron clapped his hands, a movement that would never register the body, and Mina would never see it.

"I prefer Bloodcurse." His simple answer.

"But why?" He asked angrily. "It's not at the right level, at Lorecraft everything is healthy. We have legal facial expressions. Enemies can hear it. Our weapons have their own bloodstains. Everything is real."

Aaron lost his temper and shouted at her. "Maybe I don't want the real thing! I came here to escape the truth. Maybe some of us don't want to feel like we're really teasing someone or putting animals off their bones. It's crazy."

Mina was silent for a moment.

"You're here tormenting this place like a ghost and the rest of us are crazy? Here's what I'm thinking: you hate change, the kind of guy who wants to eat pizza every day. Chara had to drag you here first. And I dragged you.

He turned away and continued walking over the bridge.

"Your attack is starting," he said.

"This thing always changes gears, only you don't want them to leave it!" Mina yelled behind him. "We miss you!"

Alone again, Aaron reached the end of the bridge. It led to the next phase, the old Ward. Heavy fog had blocked his path. Over the fog, the word "LOADING ..." is suggested. The game was looking for updates, not knowing that it was dead and that the creators of this planet had abandoned it. Nothing was to come.

"I miss you," he said with no one listening.

The fog finally lifted us up, revealing a burning city of black smoke billowing from the sky behind buildings.

Aaron went down the streets he was used to. He killed the animals he was used to.