Blood Cult 7

Trott was enraged, he couldn't believe Smith would do such a thing at a sad time like this. "Excuse me Lewis... I have to deal with something" Trott murmured and he walked out of the house into the Pub. He barged past the drunk crowd to see Smith heavily drunk trying to sing an Eminem song. Trott huffed and he approached the drunken Smith, Trott pulled Smith's shoulder making him jerk backwards.

"HEY!" Smith bellowed, he tried to pull Trott's hand off him but Trott's grip was to strong.

"The hell do you think your doing Smith! People are dead! And your just gonna forget about it and carry on with your pathetic life!" Everyone was looking at both of them now, all of them curious what was going on. Smith was angry now, he couldn't believe Trott would shout infront of loads of people like this.

"We are going to Datlof first thing in the morning..." Trott muffled as he stormed off and slammed the pub door, the whole place rattled. Smith looked around at everyone and walked out.

Trott was now walking down the path to the old house where they used to live before they built the Hat-fortress, hopefully there will be some clothes there. Trott entered the ramshacked house and stumbled up to his room. Suddenly, a hand covers Trott's mouth and drags him downstairs into the attic.
Trott brakes free and stands up to see who held him captive. It was Turps, what the hell would he do that for. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING" Trott cried, first it was Smith and now Turps is going against him.

"Shhh! You will get us in trouble... The shadow is here" Turps whispered, he looked terrified. Trott looked around the freakish and pitch black room.

"No he isn't... He went already he has killed Sjin and Hannah, me and Smith are going to Datlof" Trott could suddenly feel a drift of cold air in the room.

"I think we better leave" Turps added. Trott nodded and stumbled out of the house with Turps toddling along behind him... But when they left the house all they could see was destruction and dispair as the whole Yogsvillage had been set alight. Trott and Turps run to the centre and check everywhere for dead bodies, luckily no one was dead. It looked like they evacuated at the right time. Trott looked at the footprints of the scared villagers.

"They are heading to Datlof, let's go" Trott started walking with Turps following behind.