#day18 ghouls day
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Day 18: Ghoul’s Day
“Come on!” Saeran shouted, pulling Yoosung behind him. They ran through the cemetery, zigging and zagging around the tombstones and mausoleums. Yoosung panted behind him, he was trying to keep up, but was much slower than Saeran.
“I…I…ca…” Yoosung was out of breath.
“Stop talking and just run!” Saeran looked over his shoulder and picked up his pace, dragging Yoosung along now. He veered left but Yoosung ran into the tombstone Saeran had just avoided and flipped over it landing on his back on the grave.
“Fuck!” Yoosung’s hand slipped out of Saeran’s as he fell. “Get up!” Saeran stopped and bent over trying to get Yoosung back on his feet. Two hands erupted from the ground and grabbed Yoosung’s shoulders. Yoosung screamed and tried to get the rotting hands off him. A head pushed through the dirt and grass and gnashed its teeth towards Yoosung. Saeran couldn’t get the hands off Yoosung either so he pulled him out of his shirt instead. The ghoul shoved the shirt in its mouth. There was blood on Yoosung’s shoulder seeping through his T-shirt.
Saeran turned and ran, once more dragging Yoosung behind him.
“We’re not go…go…gonna…make it…” Saeran could hear the tears in Yoosung’s voice.
“Yes we are, don’t give up on me babe.” He wished desperately that he could stop and hold his boyfriend. To help him. To encourage him, but there was not time, he had to keep them both moving.
The sound that surrounded them grew louder, indistinct voices that now came from every side. The moon was not full and there was only a scattering of stars visible. The cemetery had no working lights, the darkness engulfing them. He felt the truth of Yoosung’s words in his heart, but he couldn’t give up. He had to recalculate, at the rate of the increase in volume around them, he figured that more and more ghouls had arisen. Too many for them to make it to the gates and get through to the other side. He wasn’t even sure that would assure safety. If they could wander on consecrated ground, how much easier would it be for these evil creatures to walk outside of it? A huge mausoleum came into view, the gate was open and Saeran veered to head straight for it. He slipped through the doorway pulling Yoosung behind him.
“What are you doing?” Yoosung panted, trying to catch his breath once they finally stopped moving. Saeran closed the gate with a loud clang and looked around. He took one of the braziers in the corner and shoved it through the handles. A soft scratching sound came from behind them, deeper into the mausoleum. They both stood up straight and turned around slowly. The tomb was barely visible but there was clearly some movement in the darkness. Yoosung backed up until his back hit the gate while Saeran grabbed on of the other braziers and used it as a weapon.
The scratching stopped but then came a soft flop, as of bare feet on the concrete. Soon enough the ghoul manifested into the meager light coming from the moon through the gate. It had been a woman, her long dark hair stringy, bald patches on her head. She looked down but they could see the glistening saliva as it fell from her eager mouth. Her arms raised, long fingers with curled fingernails stretching towards them.
Saeran planted his feet, ready to jab the brazier into the woman’s head as soon as she came into reaching distance. Yoosung screamed and it made Saeran turn towards him. Two ghouls had reached through the gate and were grabbing onto him, one was trying to bite his flesh. Yoosung struggled and moved too much for either to get a good grip and a bite, but it was only a matter of time.
“Duck!” Saeran commanded, without hesitation Yoosung dropped to the ground, his arms being pulled forcefully behind him. He screamed out in pain because of it, but also because of the ripping bite that one of the ghouls took out of his wrist.
Saeran jammed the brazier into that one’s head and pushed until it pierced what was left of the brain. He pulled the brazier out and stabbed him again and again until it fell to the ground, he turned to do the same to the other one when he was pulled back by the one inside. It grabbed his arms and dug its mouth into his neck. He screamed and dropped the brazier. He tried to pull its hair but it just came away from the scalp.
Yoosung was terrified as he saw the blood course down Saeran’s side. He fell on his back pulling away from the ghoul as much as possible, it was incredibly strong. He brought up his legs and began to kick at its face and arm, he was afraid it would do nothing but eventually it let go of him. Yoosung slid away from the gate and picked up the dropped brazier. He bashed at the ghoul’s face, praying he wouldn’t hit Saeran. There was pain in his wrist, but it wasn’t registering. The ghoul finally let go of Saeran and fell to the ground. Yoosung kept stabbing at it stomping until the head was nothing but a rotten, gooey mess. He threw the brazier down and went to help Saeran who was now sitting against the mausoleum wall, his hand covering his throat.
“Oh fuck! Saeran!” Yoosung pulled his T-shirt over his head and replaced Saeran’s hand with it against his neck. “Stay with me babe, don’t…oh god! Please…” the tears flowed freely now, fear surrounding him like a cocoon. Saeran smiled at him and lifted his bloody hand to slip Yoosung’s hair away from his eyes and tuck it behind his ear. His eyes were closing, his body slipping. “NO!” Yoosung pulled Saeran onto his lap and he held him, rocking them both back and forth.
They just had to survive the night. Once the sun was up, someone would come looking for them.“Just hang on. I’ve got you. Don’t leave me.”
