This choice: The other person grew, and you're just some guy who didn't cause it. • Go Back...Chapter #5The other person grew, and you're just some... by: Kilbil   Wait. He just saw a light in the house. His brother's awake!
Run.
Don't stop.
Don't think.
Just run.
Run.
You have to run!
That was all that was going through your mind as you tore down the streets of Detroit, your fine-pressed suit and tie a disheveled mess along with the rest of the rabble as every last one of your peers scoured the area, masses crawling upon masses, desperately searching for any path to safety. You had long left your car behind as an abandoned husk in the middle of Redwall Street, the traffic out having become completely unbearable from the masses upon masses of people trying to hightail it anywhere that wasn't here, that wasn't where that monster was.
For now, you had managed to escape the worst of the mayhem, and had found a small dead-end allay away from the madness. You knew you couldn't rest for long, though. You had to get out of this city somehow, and fast!
You didn't know how the hell this became your life, but there it was. Well, technically, it only became your life about a few minutes ago, but look at this shit; a real-life, honest-to-god giant, his shins towering over the high-rises and his eye looking down on the entire city, laid out before him like some kind of fucked up ant hill!
You were just going about your day as always, really. You woke up at 6:30 am sharp with half a migraine and a stiff neck, took 15 minutes to admire the warmth of your sheets before resigning yourself to wheat cereal and bland, black coffee, and got dressed up in the same two-piece blue suit you got from an off-hand charity store before heading off for downtown in your brand-spanking-new 5-year-old car you got at a discount from a sympathetic neighbor of yours.
You would have given your life, hell, anything, to break up the monotony and make life seem less like it was already over for you before you even began, damnit!
Somehow, a giant was the last thing that came to your mind.
It started out innocently enough, really. On your way to work, on the second light from home, the ground had suddenly shook. It wasn't noticeable, really, more of a gentle nudge than anything. The only reason you'd noticed to begin with was due to you being absolutely bored out of you mind thanks to the radio being broke. You were so desperate for any kind of stimulus that an ant crawling along the windshield would have gotten your notice for a few seconds if it had happened while waiting at the light.
Then it had happened again.
And the then again, the sound growing louder and the shaking getting worse and worse, one after another, coming closer and closer like an ever-approaching heartbeat. The dirt was getting uplifted, the stone from the old buildings was beginning to chaff, bits of rubble falling off like loose teeth, and the wild was becoming more violent, with pieces of rubbish being strewn all over the place.
That alone would have been strange. Earthquakes didn't happen in this part of the country, let alone in Detroit, where the last recorded earthquake was in 1931. Then, a gigantic shadow, far bigger than anything that you had ever seen, covered you view. Not a single cloud was hanging in the sky while this had happened.
That was when you began to run.
You could see him now in your little hiding place, right by the outskirts of the city, countless ruins no doubt beneath his feet, and...
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