Suzy’s Strange Saga

“Wakey wakey sis.” You hear a voice say.

You slowly open your eyes and at first see what looks to be a man standing in front of you holding a shotgun. Your first instinct is that it’s Johnny, but then after the blur of your eyes clears a bit, you see that it’s your sister Kelly.

Looks like she’s still hostile to you as well considering she’s pointing a shotgun at you. You don’t know why, but then has she ever needed a reason?

You look at your pistol on the floor near the couch you’re sleeping on and Kelly just shakes her head.

“I guarantee you wouldn’t make it sis. I suggest you don’t even try…heh I doubt you’d have the balls to go through with it anyway. I have to admit when I came up here to get something from my room, I didn’t expect to glance over this way and see you sleeping here.”

Up? Where the hell would she come “up” from? You’re in the basement now. Kelly’s blocking your doorway, but you think you can make out a glowing light source coming from the basement floor beyond. And then it hits you.

“…he moved the fucking shelter entrance in the house? And it’s been right near my goddamn room all this time?” you ask.
“Hey hey! It’s about time you used that blonde head of yours other than taking up space!” Kelly mocks.

Well you know where the entrance is, but unfortunately you’ve got bigger issues now. Kelly pointing a shotgun at you is concerning to be sure and makes you think back to what you saw in the garage. Peter and the other man’s body. Their bodies were beaten and their necks were broken. Kelly certainly has the strength and the skill to do such a thing. Kelly’s always been hostile to you and barely civil to your other sibling, but to actually kill one…

“When did you find out? When you killed Peter?”
“Pfft. I’ve always known. Crazy old Ben thought he was being so sneaky moving the goddamn entrance around all the time, but I knew where the fuck it was nearly every time. He had just moved the entrance again a few days before he blew away his family and himself. I’m just surprised YOU never accidently found it given that you lived practically right near the fucking thing for years. If the entrance was any closer you would’ve been sleeping in the damn thing.”

Kelly continues to address you while briefly looking over her shoulder.

“As for Peter, that little faggot managed to find out where it was and thought he was going to hide out from the current shitstorm in it with his boyfriend or whoever that other faggot he was with. Had to convince him that he had to go, he didn’t listen and tried to resist and well you saw how that turned out.”

Kelly briefly shifts a bit in your doorway, but still holding the shotgun firmly on you of course.

“So where’s that little whore Donna? Heard you moved in with her. She come with you? Julie maybe? Both? How the fuck did any of you survive the week?” Kelly asks.
“I’m here by myself Kelly. I have no idea what happened to Donna, or Julie for that matter. I…I think they’re probably dead.” You say.
“Mmm, well you’ll soon be joining them.” Kelly remarks and raises the shotgun as if she’s trying to get a more precise aim.

Terror wells up inside you.

“Wait! Can’t you let me go? I mean I’ll take Peter’s car and leave! You’ll never have to see me again! I mean you can’t have mercy on me just this once?” you exclaim and tears forming in your eyes.

Kelly smiles sadistically and laughs.

“God, you really are as stupid as you are pathetic. You know that? If I let you leave, do you really think you could survive out there with no supplies? How long would you be able to last without resorting to trading your own ass for safety? Not long I’d wager and that’s assuming you don’t just get raped and killed first or ripped apart by those freaks. I’m doing you a favor sis.” Kelly remarks.

You start to cry as you realize that this is it. You’re going to die.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, will you stop crying and be fucking brave for once in your life? (Sigh) Fine, you want me to show you mercy? Here.” Kelly leans her shotgun against the wall nearby.

At first you think she’s going to spare your life, but you soon learn it’s just another sick game.

“Okay sis, despite my undying hatred for you, I’m going to give you ONE chance just because out of all our siblings, I still think you were the one with the most potential. It’s just too bad you wasted it. So, here’s your second chance. Try to grab your pistol before I can grab my shotgun.”
“But…(sniff) you’re right next to your shotgun, you can grab it a lot easier than I can grab the pistol. You’ll kill me before I even can reach it.” You say.
“So what have you got to lose? You’re going to die anyway, so try to stop me.”

You don’t say anything. You just quietly weep a bit at your situation. You thought you were safe, but how wrong you were. You really wish Johnny was here, but there’s not going to be a rescue this time.

“Goddamn it Suzy, if you don’t make a move, I’m gonna just…shit!”

You react while Kelly is in the middle of her sentence. You scramble for the weapon and you actually manage to touch it and then a loud blast is the last thing you hear.