Brutal Valentines

Chapter 12 -What the feck is going on?
Told by Pickles

540pm

I drop the bottle of booze I'm holding when I hear screaming, it's such an eerie sound; especially when I finally realize who's making it. When the screaming abruptly stops, I turn to Skwisgaar, wondering if my ears were playing tricks on me. “Dood wass thet Natan?” I ask. Skwisgaar nods looking equally spooked “Yeahs I dinks it was.”

The screaming starts again. I get up and start running to where I think the screams are coming from. I've heard Nate make plenty ungodly noises before, from angry tantrums to hellish metal growls, but nothing like this.

“Natan!” I yell “Natan are you OK?” Theres no answer other than that horrible sound.

I eventually find Nathan. He doesn't seem to be injured; he's just standing still as stone, other than his mouth which is contorted with his screams. The noise is awful it sound like someone’s ripping his guts out.

“Jesus Nate, what da feck is da matter?” I ask. Nathan just stands there screaming “Hey yar kinda freaken me out. Natan say sumthin!” I yell he just continues to make that ear splitting sound. I try shaking him but he doesn't respond, I turn to Skwisgaar “Go get help.” I order, he nods and runs off and I stand there frightened.

Skwisgaar returns in what feels like an eternity later, followed closely by Charles. Charles’ eyes momentarily fix on mine but we both quickly turn away.

“So what's going on? Charles asks Skwisgaar said there's something wrong with Nathan?”

“Yeah no shit Sherlock! Loooook at him, he's been standing there makin that god awful sound for ten minutes. I can't get him to stop or even acknowledge me so yeah I think it's safe to say dere's somethin wrong wit him” I snap.

Charles blinks and walks over to Nathan “Nathan?” he gently shakes him “Nathan?” when there's no response Charles shakes Nathan harder, there is still no response. An odd look crosses Charlie's face, my heart sinks when I realize it's fear. He reaches back and slaps Nathan. Nathan blinks, stops screaming, and then drops to the ground. Charles steps back clearly startled.

“Natan?” I ask crouching next to him on the floor “Wheat's goin on dood?”

“He wasn't here to catch me that time.” Nathan mumbles then buries his head in his hands

Charles is soon crouched on the floor with us. Normally the calm sensible one; Charles looks shaken and at a loss. I can't blame him it's an unsettling sight, seeing Nathan this upset. I've only seen him close to being this upset once and that was when we thought we lost Charles.

A sick sense of dread fills me that only intensifies when Toki runs into the rec room clutching his deddy bear tightly and crying, his face a red tear stained mess. Skwisgaar walks over to him taking him in his arms

“Toki whats is de matters?” He asks.

Toki clutches him and wails pitifully. Skwisgaar starts talking to him in Swedish. I don't understand a word but the tone is soothing and gentle. Toki looks at Skwisgaar and says something in Norwegian that makes Skwisgaar looked confused.

“What he say?” I ask.

Skwisgaar looks at me “It doesn't makes de senses. He just keeps sayins he's deads”

“Who's dead dood?”

“Murderface” Nathan rumbles his expression one of pure heart breaking pain.

“What?” asks Charles.

Toki continues crying “I saws he is dead. Deads from fires n smokes.”

“What are you two talking about? Murderface isn't...” Charles starts then stops as his cell phone starts buzzing, he takes one look at the text then jumps up and bolts from the room. Gone, before I can think to follow.

I sit stunned Muderface dead? One of us gone? Fuck I hope Toki and Nathan are wrong on this one.