What's Worse Than One Is None-Prologue

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TYLER GAGE

Right now his world couldn’t be more perfect. His business was doing well, he was happily married to a goddess, as far as he was concerned and he was a father to the most beautiful and precious little angel to have ever been placed upon the earth. If this wasn’t perfection, he really wasn’t sure what was. The night had been busy, and all he wanted to do was to go home and see his family. He didn’t mind working though, he liked putting in the hours because it paid for his family and that’s all that mattered to him.

Tyler owned the bar and could more or less leave whenever he wanted, but he didn’t believe in putting all the work onto other people’s shoulders. He wasn’t like that, he had worked his ass off for this place and there was no way he was going to stop because he’d accomplished his goal. This was his responsibility. When 2am came, he couldn’t wait to get out. He sent all the other staff home early because they only had a few people left inside and he didn’t need the extra hands.

When it was time to close, he cleared away everything and tidied up, giving whoever was to start the next shift and easier job. He locked up and went home. At the time he got home, Angela and Danielle were already a sleep. He hated coming in late and missing spending time with them but thankfully tomorrow was his day off and he had all the time in the world. He tucked Danielle in and gave her a kiss on the forehead, before heading to his own room to get ready for bed.

Angela was already asleep, but still managed to hug him as he nestled down for the night. It had seemed like he’d only just closed his eyes, when his alarm went off. Tyler grumbled extending his arm outward. His hand moved around in search for the clock, to sound the alarm. He didn’t lift his head; like always, because he knew where to find it. But, the clock wasn’t there. It kept going off and he groaned. Lifting his head from the pillow he eyed the nightstand which was now bare.

That woke him up. He sat up and looked around the room. What the fuck?..was his initial thought. Everything was smashed to pieces, the whole room was trashed. He dropped his eyes to the bed, Angela was gone. With wide eyes, Tyler leapt out of the bed and ran down the hallway shouting “Angie?..Dan?..” his first thought was that someone had broken into their home. Someone had taken his family. He was panicked and trying to think now who it could be.

Stopping at Danielle’s door he pushed it wide open, she was gone too. Stumbling out of the door he bought his hands to his head, he was absolutely distraught. Backing against the wall he took deep breaths. Tyler’s ears piqued up a sound, it was coming from the opposite end of the hallway. Dropping his hands to his sides he slowly turned his head to face left. Tyler slowly walked down the hallway, cautious in his movements because he wasn’t sure who he’d be met with.

The noise was alike nothing he’d ever heard before. It was a strange mix of sounds, like gargling and snarling. Tyler slowly stepped around the corner to the stairs and found himself frozen in shock. His body stiffened up as his eyes narrowed widely. His mouth fell agape; he looked like he’d seen a ghost. It was Angie; she was laying on the ground, her lifeless eyes looking right at him. But worse still, was what was going on over her. There was Danielle, his little angel. She had her back to him, but he could see the blood all over her night gown.

He wasn’t sure what had happened, or what was going on but from what it looked like. It seemed that she had killed her mother and was now..taking chunks out of her. Tyler heaved. Clasping his hand over his mouth, he stumbled backward. Danielle’s head turned quickly toward him, her eyes piercing him. She looked like his little girl, but she wasn’t. There was nothing inside of her; she was dead behind the eyes. He felt his lip quiver. Danielle jumped up to her feet and snarled. She spun and charged toward him.

Tyler retreated; he turned and ran as fast as he could back toward the bedroom. Grabbing the door he slammed it just as she caught up. He heard the thud as she hit the door followed by a loud rage fuelled scream and then her fists began to pound against the door. Tyler felt his legs turn to jelly; his whole body was shaking like crazy. He locked the door and backed up. His eyes watched the door carefully, if she got inside..what was he to do? What the fuck was going on? Tyler tripped over the bed base and hit the floor with a thud.

Placing his hands on the ground he was about to get to his feet when he clocked his car keys under the bed. Without hesitation he grabbed the keys and lifted himself off the ground. Danielle was still going insane; she was kicking and banging at the door trying to get inside. He felt his heart racing and breaking at the same time. His life had been perfect and in an instant, his world had been flipped, turned upside down.

Tyler watched the door as he gripped the keys. With his free hand he scooped his jeans up off the floor and began to pull them on, followed by his t-shirt. The banging got louder and more profuse now, she was going to get in..he knew it. He grabbed his boots and hit jacket off the side and rushed toward the en-suite bathroom. Getting inside he locked the door and leant against it. He pulled his boots on and his jacket. He jumped startled as the banging began on the bathroom door. She’d gotten into the bedroom and he’d gotten out in the nick of time.

He rushed to the window of the bathroom and pulled it open. Tyler climbed onto the window sill and looked out. If he jumped out, he’d land on the garage roof and would be able to get away in no time. He readied himself; he took one last look at the bathroom door and jumped out the window. A mighty thud sounded as he landed on the garage roof, his feet took the weight but he stumbled over falling onto his side.

Taking a deep breath he began to get to his feet. His eyes narrowed and he stopped in motion as a sight took him. The whole street was in chaos. Everyone was running, cars were ploughing into each other, into fences..into pedestrians. Tyler zoned out momentarily. Shaking himself out of his gaze he jumped off the roof and opened the garage door. Rushing inside he got inside the car and started it up and waited no time in getting the fuck out of there. He didn’t dare look back, just in fear of what he may see.

He had no idea of what was going on right now. All he did know was this; His wife and daughter were gone and they weren’t coming back.

Word count: 1000+
Mood: Lazy
Attire: Casual..cba looking for pics
Comments: I have nothing to say to you right now..