Plastic Fantastic

-Oh my God, what is that?

-It’s coming this way!

-Run! Run for your lives!

She viewed out on the creatures who had created what she had become.

Rooooaaaaarrrr!!!

People fled in panic, away from the mass coming up from the sea. A polar bear condemned into exile, fused with all kinds of artificial waste. A radioactive plastic monster.

Andrew froze, unable to believe his eyes. He had known ever since his teenage years there would be consequences of mankind’s destruction, and now he was staring it in the eyes. A barrel knocked him down. Plastic bags stuck to his face, around his arms and body…

Escape

-Get him! Get the bastard!

He ran up the hills, but the men were coming closer. He needed to reach the lake. They wouldn’t follow him into the lake, he knew that. They were too afraid of getting wet.

He jumped out from the cliff. As he fell something came up from the water… (Click image to keep reading)

Venom

-Welcome, stranger… The giant snake said, hissing a long, threatening sound. -How can I help you?

-You can’t, Sir Rodrik shouted. -You’ll be dead before night falls.

The snake looked at him with curious eyes. The little night was armed with a sword, but didn’t seem like much.

-Others have tried before you, little knight, she hissed with venomous friendliness -I’ll be happy to accompany you in your little quest for fortune.

Sir Rodrik forced his horse forward, as it nervously struggled…

Divided Unity

Aaaaaaahh! Groom fled in panic.

Dergam the shaman held his hand totems up in front, shouting words in the lost language of the elders.

Tilka, the strongest of all the warriors lifted his spear, threw it at the strange object floating in the air in front of them. It was no use.

The shaman by his side disappeared. So did the sphere.

Dergham looked around. Strange shapes were moving around him. Appearing and disappearing. One split in three, i six, in infinite smaller shapes…

Dust in the Wind

He got into a hotel. ran up the stairs. He fought his way past screaming guests and staff, climbed the fence to get further.

The dust got thicker. People more scarce. A piccolo coughing in a corner. A cleaner crying, praying.

He covered his mouth with his shirt, his lungs could hardly breath. Some shadows running by, screaming, coughing. Falling bricks and blocks crushing their way towards the ground.

Somewhere above daylight pierced through the concrete fog surrounding him.

Above him floated a monster, a ghostlike female of destruction. She stared into nothing, beyond it all, as if she was longing, searching for something that wasn’t there.

Giant

Ssssshhh my baby, she whispers through tight lips. She knew the giant was there, peering into their hiding place. She could hear him breath, see the light reflected by his green eyes on the walls.

They pressed in between the rocks, tried to disappear.

Don’t make a sound….