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. 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. You don’t know if she’s just being cautious or if she knows someone else is with you…and where is Johnny anyway?

“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 moves a bit to her left in your doorway allowing you to briefly look to see if you see Johnny coming, but you see nobody. Kelly notices you looking though.

“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?”
“I’m here by myself Kelly.”
“Bullshit. SOMEONE is here with you. I can’t see a shrinking violet like you hauling your ass through a bunch of military patrols as well as those freaks. The fact that you’re wearing military fatigues tells me that SOMEONE helped you. I know damn well you didn’t kill someone yourself for them.”
“It’s been a weird week Kelly. You never know what you’re capable of until you’re put into the situation.” You say in such a way that gives Kelly a bit of an eyebrow raise.

“Oh? So…are you a killer now, little sister? Tell me, how did it feel when you did it?”
“I threw up. I’m not a fucking psychopath okay?! It didn’t give me some thrill! I just did what I had to, to survive!” you exclaim.
“Okay, okay, calm down there killer.” Kelly chuckles before getting serious again.

“While this is enlightening and all, we really should be getting back to the matter at hand.”

Still no sign of Johnny. Where the fuck is he?

“So what’s next Kelly? You gonna kill me too?” you ask.
“Don’t know sis…don’t know…severely thinking about it. I’ve never liked you. You’ve been a thorn in my side since you crawled out of mom’s vagina. Always having to be compared to how good and pretty you were and how bad and rotten I was despite the fact I was the one who was shouldering most of the responsibility in this fucked up family. What did you ever do except hide in the goddamn basement? Even now you left the house only to come crawling back here. Yep, I’ve thought about killing you on many, many, MANY occasions.”
“Actually that wasn’t my initial intention. My initial plan was to drive out of this forsaken town. I only stopped here because my own vehicle was badly damaged and I had hoped to maybe get Peter’s car and some extra supplies before heading out again.” You say trying to stall for time.
“Oh? Hmm, you’re just full of surprises today aren’t you? Well if that is true, you may have just bought yourself a bit of a reprieve sis…okay. What the hell, I’m in a good mood. I’m gonna let you walk outta here alive and you’re going to be thankful.”
“I don’t suppose you’ll allow me to gather some supplies or let me have my gun will you?”
“Hah, no. Wouldn’t want you getting any ideas of trying to shoot me, you being a killer now and all. In fact let me just take that pistol right now. Stay on that couch and keep lying in that prone position. Don’t you fucking move, or boom there goes your pretty little blonde head all over the place.”

Johnny is still nowhere to be seen. Did he take off? Did you actually get abandoned by a fucking stalker? Is your luck really that bad?

Kelly now moves into your room, still pointing the shotgun at you, As she’s crouching down to pick up the pistol, there is a brief moment that she takes her eyes off of you.

It’s apparent that there will be no rescue; the only thing you can hope is that Kelly is going to keep her word and let you go unharmed. Of course you don’t really think that’s likely and part of you wants to grab for the pistol before she can.