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 beast, for its part, had turned its attention from John to Abe, seemingly enraged by the pain he had managed to inflict on it.
As it crossed in front of me, I leveled my weapon, unsure where to aim.
The center mass becomes complicated when the target has greater than half a dozen torsos.
I settled my sight on the point where the two segments of its body met, running the gun dry as I dumped seven rounds of double-odd buck into the mass of decrepit flesh.
Each blast tore chunks of putrid flesh from the monster's trunk, causing it to stumble as it lunged towards a havened dome.
The upper half of its body lolled to one side as the supporting flesh was vaporized, forcing the beast to crawl along through the water on all of its many limbs.
The bolt on the Beretta locked back as the last round of fire.
In my panic, I pulled the trigger twice more before realizing the gun was empty.
Turning to my right, Michael had helped John to his feet and close the gap between us.
Reaching me, Michael broke his chanting for an instant to call out, Alpha, behind me, back upstairs!
The three of us circled to the left, Michael in the lead and John a half step behind, strafing the creature's legs with bursts of automatic fire.
My hands shake.
I struggle to load the shotgun, dropping several rounds in the process.
As we close the distance to Abe and Dom, the nightmarish construct lashed out with its forward-most arms, grabbing the former viciously around the shanty.
Our grenadier was dragged down into the murky water with a sickening crunch as the beast snapped his leg at the knee, sinking its teeth into the flesh of his thigh.
As he began to cry out in pain, I leveled my weapon at the junction where his arm met torso and let loose another salvo of buckshot.
Flesh and bone were torn from the creature's flank as the arm was torn free from its body.
Another shriek of agony freed Abe's leg from the wretched jaws as the writhing mass of limbs wheeled to face John, Michael, and myself.
John continued firing as I once again emptied my gun into the trunk of our attacker.
The light began to fade as the flare burned its last, but just as I was sure the darkness would consume us entirely, a faint glow began to emanate from Michael's hand.
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