E.E.T. part 3

2C

Now you may be thinking. How does this Louis Tully looking guy have the skills to fight a horde of aliens?

I will explain it all when I get to her and tell her why I have her half of my heart.
Around my neck is a silver chain and a blue medallion in the shape of a heart. Half a heart.  She has the other one. At least I hope she still does.

I pull up the gallery on my phone her face.
Her eyes, green-gold with a touch of fire and water. Around her neck the other half.
The last time we were together. As friends. As soulmates. Until she quit. After I quit Mel's. I didn't give up on her. She gave up on me.
Or did she?

Maybe it's time I told her the truth. The whole truth. Now that the whole world knows.

I drive past empty demolished smoldering apartment buildings. I see hers. The parking lot ablaze with burning cars
The front of her building looks like a giant foot had kicked it in. Broken glass, slabs of rubble, water and sewage pours out of broken pipes.

I drive around to the back of the building. I get out and walk cautiously to the back door to the laundry room which seems undamaged. Looking behind me. No badguys.

I take out my - need a name for this that won't get me sued by Disney- demonsword. It blazes to life.

I cut a hole in the glass. It falls and shatters. Look around. Listen for danger. Nothing.

Enter. The swoard casts a reddish light on everything. I make my way up the stairs to the second floor. Broken light fixtures, some broken steps.

I get halfway up and hear noises
Hissing gurgling. Then I smell them. A sickening acidic bile stench mixed with termites and garbage.  The door across from hers is open.

I slowly move up the steps. The top step creaks. Before I can say her name the E.E.T. rushes out