Atticus Jackson
speaker
1,217 appearances
8 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 6d ago
Atticus Jackson’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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The short-barreled machine gun spewed thunder and smoke.
Rhythmic bursts of flames showed glimpses of something big coming towards him, of pale skin and of a great number of limbs bent at odd angles.
John stumbled backwards, falling to his back in the filth of tepid water.
A loud thump sounded to my left, and the darkness was driven back by brilliant white light as a flare struck the creature's square in one of its chests.
I say chests, not chest.
There were several.
Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw that night in the harsh, searing light of the flare.
The thing that loomed over John's supine figure was not human, though it had once clearly been people.
The lower half of its body was made up of several human torsos resting horizontally atop six sets of legs sewn roughly to the sides of the trunks.
Where the lower segment of its body ended, the torso continued vertically with the chests and abdomens of three women stitched shabbily together.
Rotting, pallid wounds fused together at the seams to form a profane mockery of life.
The vertical portion of the beast's body sported six sets of arms, the original set remaining on each torso, with the set attached to the base of the ribcage.
Topping off the abomination was a scarred and badly decayed head.
Its eyes were milky white, obscured slightly by the few remaining strands of greasy, matted hair.
A skinless jaw hung open far too wide in a shriek of pain as the illumination round burned its way into the monstrosity's core.
I froze in terror, time stretching onward as my mind fought to make sense of the thing that stood before us.
I might have stood that way for eternity, slack-jawed and awestruck, if not for Michael...
He shook me from my stupor, grabbing me roughly by the front of my carrier and spinning me towards him.
Get that fucking gun up!
He turned to face the creature, weapon slung and rosary stretched out before him, chanting in what sounded like Latin.
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