Creative Writing On Crooks
The crack of gunfire in the defining darkness drew him from his sleep. He silently awakened his raw-boned family. Sitting up and listening to the pandemonium which lay outside of the windowless skyscraper. The fire danced around creating demonic shadows upon the walls and across their gaunt faces. The man held his wife’s only hand as they rolled back to their sleep. The lemon soured light beamed throughout the city resting like a gargantuan beast, overpowering the horizon. The Dilapidated buildings, the burning city, a destroyed world. Once again he was first to rise.
Untangling himself from the sheets he stood staring with watchful eyes upon the city. Leaning over the barrier and squinting, the edge of the next dimension was just visible. …show more content…
It was dangerous with a young infant, but to stop was to give in to death. Occasionally they were chased by Southerns or Crooks, but at the slight hint of a gang they would vanish. Gangs roamed the claustrophobic alley ways like a pack of wolves. The gangs had no blood feud between members, no wars, no quarrels. They only killed, raped and devoured those who were found on the streets.
People thrashing themselves against the walls like encaged apes. The screams of anger and pain enlivened the air as the family ventured closer. The fear constricted life in the city. Fear led to riots and rioting led to death. Death led to fear. They walked on towards the edge of the city silently. “What do we do when we get there?” the woman whispered. “Get over”, he intoned. “How?” The man could not answer allowing the silence to join the conversation. He wrestled with his thoughts fighting to stay sane over the shattering silence.
A low growl emerged from behind. Slithering from around the corner of the street, a gang member. Men around laughing delirious sounds, like a strange language. The man’s eyes were blood shot with hunger and insanity. His stature large resembling more of a large beast than a human. The family fled like rats. Their derelict shoes beat hard against the harsh pavement but the women’s legs could no longer bear the child weight of her
Untangling himself from the sheets he stood staring with watchful eyes upon the city. Leaning over the barrier and squinting, the edge of the next dimension was just visible. …show more content…
It was dangerous with a young infant, but to stop was to give in to death. Occasionally they were chased by Southerns or Crooks, but at the slight hint of a gang they would vanish. Gangs roamed the claustrophobic alley ways like a pack of wolves. The gangs had no blood feud between members, no wars, no quarrels. They only killed, raped and devoured those who were found on the streets.
People thrashing themselves against the walls like encaged apes. The screams of anger and pain enlivened the air as the family ventured closer. The fear constricted life in the city. Fear led to riots and rioting led to death. Death led to fear. They walked on towards the edge of the city silently. “What do we do when we get there?” the woman whispered. “Get over”, he intoned. “How?” The man could not answer allowing the silence to join the conversation. He wrestled with his thoughts fighting to stay sane over the shattering silence.
A low growl emerged from behind. Slithering from around the corner of the street, a gang member. Men around laughing delirious sounds, like a strange language. The man’s eyes were blood shot with hunger and insanity. His stature large resembling more of a large beast than a human. The family fled like rats. Their derelict shoes beat hard against the harsh pavement but the women’s legs could no longer bear the child weight of her