Hilltop Hoods – The Sentinel
Soho, London
Its Friday and the commuters have left the capital leaving the partiers to descend upon the streets, they look just as busy as it did only hours earlier but now the town has come alive with an uplifted mood.
They had obviously been drinking and were on their way home, tripping over each other and laughing along the way. They crash into a door and fall through it collapsing in a heap together.
When they finally realise what had happened they helped each other up and started looking around, the room was small and looked derelict, a thick layer of dust covered all the surfaces, the small amount of furniture was pushed to one side and covered with a large white piece of cloth a window near the door illuminates the darkness, but only by moonlight. The walls are a dark red colour, almost earthy, as the two men look harder into the darkness they make out a large set of heavy double doors carved from wood.
Curious they open one side the door, it opens with a creek to reveal a long corridor, at the far end is a dull light a red glow in the haze of darkness, as they walk down it they notice music, muffled at first but then growing in intensity, coming from the opposite end. The music is strange the men are now confused to what is happening, despite this they continue forward down the corridor towards a small staircase that sweeping down into the nothingness, a man stands guarding the stairs, he is large and well built, he is certainly not one to be messed with.
The two guys now scared and want out of this situation, there is something very wrong regardless of this they continue walking almost against their conscience minds as if in a trance, they continue to the stairs and stop at the guard there is a brief discussion that is mostly drowned out by the music they then are lead down them by the guard and they soon wind slowly into the abyss.
Soon they reach the bottom, the music is coming from a stage set into the rock of the basement, it’s a bar. Red tube lights surround the walls giving the place a surreal mood. They take a seat, back to their own senses and quite enjoying the strange but almost welcoming club they have stumbled upon, the others around them seem like they are enjoying themselves a good atmosphere and good music, they sit back and one of them walks off to order some beers.
The other decides to explore the building, it’s made up of a series of interlocking tunnels that all lead to the main area, as he walks round he sees different groups of people huddled into the corners smoking and keeping very to themselves. Looking up he’s sees a giant picture of a man made with graffiti.
The man returns to the main room and sits with his friend drinking his beer and watching the stage on which a DJ is playing songs and a few people are singing. At this point a man appears he is dressed very smartly dressed he looks friendly enough but there is a sinister impression given by the way he flows between his words. He is the club manager and he invites them to rap on stage in a contest as the two men have been heard to have quite a reputation for this sort of thing, they accept.
Hours pass and they are still stuck on stage they have had enough of this by now and start to leave but are stopped by the manger, they are told they will never be able to leave, in a ferocious panic to break free the charge towards the stairs leaving the hall in shock.
They run down the corridor and out into the small room at the end. The sun is coming up and light is pouring through the window, they open the door to find themselves in a dusty barren landscape, it’s a small town with buildings covered in a red dust and the humidity hits in a powerful surge it looks like they have somehow re-appeared in a South America.
The men are too terrified to discuss this phenomenon and instead flee through the town till they can run no longer, their legs give way and they fall to the floor. As the catch their breath they look up to find two figures standing over them laughing to themselves, the manager and guard have found them, the nightmare is not over, they surrender themselves to the thought of spending eternity in the underground layer.
(manager and guard morphing into demons?)
(think may be too much and a bit over the top)
