Project: Phobetor

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A U.S. experimental weapon turns on its creators.

Submitted: September 26, 2015

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Project: Phobetor

 

To: Leonard, Head Director

From: Edward, Field Test Supervisor

Date: 5-8-2050

 

The Project is moving as planned and the subjects are more than effective. There daily kill rate is roughly 500. . And the number of casualties is at the all time low of zero. We could wage this war without even putting combat troops on the ground. Placing these control stations in major cities would be enough to wipe out all opposition. I will have compile some video feed from the subjects body cam and send it to you somewhere within the next week. These "monsters" show no remorse and follow orders to the letter.

 

Edward pushed the enter key on his keyboard and got up from his desk and stretched. He yawned and sat back down to check on the subjects through the live video feed from the cameras in there cages. They not far from human, engineered in a lab and slightly resembled a bear. But they walk on two legs and are extremely stealthy, its amazing how quiet and deadly these creatures are. It has two long very sharp spikes instead of hands. "Who knows how many lives they have claimed?" he thought. There face resembles that of a human. But flat, no mouth four eyes and two holes in the middle of there face. A nightmare which is what the project is named after. Project: Phobetor, Photbetor being the Greek god of nightmares. Edward observed what he normally did, the subjects standing straight not moving staring at the door to their cage. They only operate at night, and lie dormant until they receive orders from the main computer, at the floor top of the tower. Edward shutdown his computer turned off his desk light and stood up, opened his door and walked out into the short corridor of the tower. The tower is about 30 feet high, and most of it is just a long steel pole that supports the 3 story building at the top the base of the tower being the cage for the subjects. It is stopped from tipping over by 4 high tension support wires. The building is made up of four bedrooms one for each of the towers inhabitants which is on the second floor, a generator room and armory at the bottom floor. And finally a control room plus a bathroom on the top floor. The tower gets its plumbing from what ever city its terrorizing. In this case it happens to be Samara, Russia. And the thing is everyone thinks its a radio tower and not the thing killing hundreds of people at night. All part of the secret war the U.S. was raging on Russia. It was about mid-day and Edward climbed the stairs to the control room and walked inside. Clark and Leon were playing on the Xbox that the Project Director bought for us to pass the time and Lara was typing on her laptop. Edward said hey and got a nod from Lara and a two mumbles from Clark and Leon. Edward walked to the center of the room to the main computer to set today's kill zone. All he had to do was highlight an area on the map of the city. He looked at previous kill zones to make sure he wasn't sending them to the same spot, he found an area about 5x5km area and highlighted it. Then went to go play Call of Duty with Clark and Leon. five minutes tell nightfall and the subjects were about to start their mission. The whole team was running checkups to make sure the subjects were healthy and ready. sixty seconds remained until they were released and Edward went to go check on the kill zone he had made. Making sure it didn't overlap with previous kill zones. Everything checked out and he pulled up the body cameras from the subjects which was place in there fore head. And was ready to watch the show. five seconds, four, three, two, and one. Boom there off and they exited there cages with amazing speed. They jumped on top of their cages and started climbing the tower. Wait a second Edward though in horror. Why are they climbing the tower? He watched terrified as they climbed half way up. "The subjects are climbing the tower!" Yelled Edward as he pointed at the screen. "What?!" Exclaimed Lara and she ran over almost tripping to look at the live video feed. "How is the possible?" Clark whimpered. "The kill zone, where is the kill zone set!" Screamed Leon and pulled it up on the main computer. Edward was in absolute shock as he looked in the center of the kill zone. What he saw was the tower, he marked himself for death. Leon scrambled over to the window and looked down. He let out a gargled scream as a long spike shattered through the window and went through his head. Lara screamed and ran down stairs, Edward in tow. As Leon like a deer in headlights was paralyzed by fear. He watched almost as if in slow motion the long spear like hand pierced his heart. And made him fall forward on to his knees and slump forward. Lara upon reach the bottom of the stairs to the second floor took a left to her room. But Edward went straight to the armory because he remembered it had an armored door. As Lara entered her room she closed the door locked it and pushed her desk in front of it. She then crawled underneath her bed and watched the door. Edward had reached the third floor and scrambled to the door of the armory punched in the code and opened the heavy door and shut it behind him. He grabbed the only gun in the armory a .45 caliber pistol and pointed it at the door. Lara watched in terror as a the long spear hand pierced here bedroom door followed by two more. She heard the door creek and the screech of metal as the door was ripped from its hinges. The nightmarish figure kicked the desk out of the way and slowly made its way towards the bed. Lara closed her eyes accepting her fait as a long spike pierced through the bed and into the middle of her abdomen and let out a gasp. Her body went limp and the hand exited. Edward heard the clang of metal on metal outside the armory door. He then heard the click of the code security followed by the beep. How did the subjects know the password? How were they even smart enough to use it!? The door open slowly and the humanoid figure stepped into the door way. Edward immediately opened fire and emptied then gun into the monstrosity. It fell forward and went limp. But another took its place and walked towards Edward like it was taking a stroll in the park. Edward reached for another magazine but it was two late. A spear hand stabbed him in the abdomen. He tasted the metallic blood in his mouth. He looked the monster in the eye and spat. The subject having no emotion looked him back in the eye pulled out his hand and watched Edward crumple to the floor. It was two months until a U.S. Navy Seals team arrived and realized what happened. Project: Phobetor was scrapped.


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