The wailing gradually got louder and louder. The room filled with a strange blue haze that poured in from the doors. A hissing and spitting sound could be heard followed by a low rumble. It was like a volcano...erupting....

The rumbling increased and the room shook up and down causing everybody to stumble into the blue haze. Vision became impossible...screaming and wailing noises drowned out all conversation.

The rumbling was still ongoing as the room shaking reached it's most ferocious. Strange blue wispy shapes appeared and darted around in every direction. Embers of fire shot through cracks in the ground. The entire room was filled with a horrible orchestra that came alongside the blue mist.

Randolph snarled. He held onto his Bible tightly. They wouldn't get him. They couldn't...he grasped on as the shapes circled around him.

One of the wisps jumped up and went for his head. A fraction of a distance away however it stopped. It let out the most unholy of screams before spiralling away into the distance. Randolph stood looking around as bodies dropped left right and centre.

The haze was there but the shapes all left. And Randolph was alone. Everybody else was passed out on the floor. He reached down to touch one of them...still alive...that was a good sign.

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