One (A SPM AU BASED ON LN2)

The Factory: Part 2

One moved back to that room with the hanging limbs, alone now. After a while he noticed that each room had a few small lights on, so he turned off his flashlight and attached it to his belt so he could access it quickly if he were to need it, continuing forward. There were multiple rooms and hallways connected to each other, each storing a bunch of prosthetic hands and legs which the doctor could use to create things. There were a few rooms he walked in where he could see that the doctor tried assembling something, but didn't for some reason. The parts on the failed creations never matched. Perhaps he was using a trial and error tactic with his creations, mixing different parts together until he liked the solution, and there was where he stored the failed creations.

There were crates of hands everywhere. When One described it to me, he said that occasionally the crates would move and wiggle, and he would see something darting around in the shadows, although at that time he wasn't yet sure if something was really there or if it was merely his imagination. 

He was pretty sure that the darting was from some of the prosthetic hands. When I asked him how that was even possible, he said that it was what the doctor did. It was a part of his powers, bringing life to objects, but with limitations. One said that with the hands, they were limited because just the hands were alive, crawling around without a body to go with them. They crawled around in the shadows, moving quickly and swiftly, like spiders.

One said that the hands were big adult hands with no gloves. They were prosthetic, so not actually hands, but they sure looked realistic. He said that the first hand he actually saw tried attacking him when he searched a room with a nearly fully assembled body, which had been abandoned and scrapped, so nothing else on the body was alive. 

He said he approached the body, thankful that it was lacking any signs of life, when the hand suddenly sprung at it, making him stumble backward. He was secretly glad I wasn't there, because he had no idea how I'd react to the hand chasing him. He quickly turned and started sprinting through the rooms, knocking another vent open and crawling through, only for the hand to follow him in. He said that his heart raced a little. When he explained the situation to me, he told me that it was very scary to him. He was never as afraid of big things as he was of little ones. In his words, they gave him the 'heebie-jeebies.'

But luckily, once he tumbled out of the other end of the vent, the hand didn't follow him. He landed in the next room over, which was a hallway, leading to more rooms. They were all connected, but it was still confusing. Especially since he hadn't really even spent much time in this area. He hardly knew which way to go.

He said he searched another few rooms, when he finally found the keys, just sitting on an open desk, out in the open. So thank goodness. However, there was one problem.

The minute he reached for those keys, he could hear the sound of more hands crawling around behind him.

But, he couldn't let his fear cause him to freeze up and waste time. He told me that whenever he was scared, he simply forced himself to push through. So, One quickly stood on his tip-toes, grabbed the keys, attached them to his belt next to the flashlight, and turned around, seeing a single hand crawling straight for him.

He didn't know what to do until he saw the flickering light from the ceiling bounce off of something metal. He turned his attention to it, seeing a large hammer. Without thinking twice, he picked it up and dragged it out to the middle of the room.

It was an adult-sized hammer, so it was almost too big for him and it was really heavy, but as the hand came towards him he managed to swing it, hitting the hand once, forcing it to back off for a moment before crawling closer and attempting to attack again. One quickly found that the hands took three hits to destroy.