"Hey, hey!" Nikolai said banging on the door. "I think this is very good vodka you get for me!"
"Yeah, yeah okay. Anyway, we just used this thing called Pack-A-Punch and it-" Sarah got cut off by Richtofen.
"OH! Ze Pack-A-Punch machine. I created that, ju know."
Michael, Sarah, Danny, and Robert kept thinking about Richtofen. Who the heck was he and how did he create this stuff?
"How could you even create that thing?" Michael asked.
"I can't answer that question right now, because the teleporter is almost done and I need zat golden rod now!" Richtofen screamed.
"Okay, Okay! I got it right here. But..how am I going to give it to you?" Robert asked.
"Look around your area. Is there anything at all there zat could stick it up to us?" Richtofen asked hopefully.
Actually, there was. Danny spotted it out: a long fat tube attached to the door, somehow leading inside of it.
"Here, try to get the rod up here." Danny said to the crew. Robert placed the rod inside the tube and...it worked! The rod went up that tube and into the door.
"Oh, thank you so much. Maybe we will see you some other time. Goodbye now" Richtofen said a final goodbye to the Call of the dead crew.
"Wait!" Dempsey yelled. "Before we go, what year is this?"
"Uh," Sarah started. "March 2013."
"WHAT?" Nikolai, Dempsey, and Takeo asked.
"Don't worry, everybody. Just a minor teleporter error." Richtofen said calmly. He pulled a switch on the teleporter and off they went. It was a blur of faces and images. It looked like electricity was sparking out at them until they all fell to a new place.
"THIS is Paradise?" Dempsey asked. "Looks like crap to me. You never told us it looked like this!"
"I tried to, American!" Richtofen responded. "None of you would let me talk to you about vat it looks like now!"
"Shang-Shangr-Shangree-Shan-" Nikolai stuttered. He was pointing to a piece of paper taped to a wall.
"It's 'Shangri La'" Richtofen pronounced perfectly. Takeo began throwing up again and fell to the ground.
"Woah. Is Tak gonna make it out the rest of the way?" Dempsey asked.
"I will be very fine." Takeo whispered.
"I don't know. I think we should rest for a while." Dempsey sat down next to Takeo.
"No, No! Not now! I only have one more step to take over-I mean," Richtofen was pacing back and fourth.
"Take over what? Your little German fantasy?" Nikolai asked, still drunk as always.
"ANYWAY," Richtofen said ignoring Nikolai. " I think if you all vant to get out of here you should work along with me."
"Why?" Dempsey asked. "I'm still trying to figure out how I got here with all you guys and what happened..."
"There is no need to figure these out now! We must work!" Richtofen yelled.
"Actually," Dempsey started to yell, " There is alot to be asked and answered! WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE SHI NO NUMA? HOW DO YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING BUT WE DON'T? I KNOW I SAW YOU SOMEWHERE BEFORE ALL THIS, BUT YOU NEVER EXPLAINED IT!" and with that, Dempsey took off running.
Richtofen sighed and sat down near Takeo. "He won't go far. He does not know these places like I do."
~WITH DEMPSEY~
Where the hell was I gonna go? Shangri La was a lot different than the other places. I tried to look for stuff that could explain this place. Something I didn't expect to find was a book.
A book labeled "Test subjects"
At the bottom it said: Edward Richtofen.
I needed to read this. Maybe all the secrets are written right in this book. Now I knew he had been here. I opened up the book to the first page. It started out with "Dear DIARY," That Nazi is just fucked up.
We experimented on that dog of hers, Fluffy. She has shown no reaction to the teleporter. Every time we try to turn it on, nothing happens. NOTHING. Perhaps Maxis should work harder than looking at that damn Sophia! Samantha has not found out yet about the experimenting on her little...dog.
Who was Sophia? All I knew was I think I know how this testing with Samantha's dog ends. Something went wrong, and that's why we see the hellhounds at random levels. But, this was just a guess. I turned to page two and three and read on.
Dear DIARY,
Maxis has not focused on our work with the DG-2, so I won't help him with his creation of an undead army! Instead, I have tested reactions on human test subjects behind his back. The Mexican subject appears to be dead, I think. His spleen is on the floor and he's not moving. Haha, no more playing with the test subjects. Subject N3WB is Japaneese and goes by the name "Takeo"
So, Takeo and a Mexican guy were experimented on in a labratory with Richtofen? I need to read the next page.
Dear DIARY,
It appears there has been a big breakout in the undead army. I have wiped out the test subject's minds to make them help me fight. The American, Dempsey, Has lost his memory but regained who he is and his personality. He disobeys my orders and tries to constantly hurt me!
"AHH!" I screamed and fell to the ground. No one was pinning me down, but it felt as if someone was. It was like something was flooding back into my head with so much pain!
"Get off me, you damn dirty NAZI!" I remember saying to Richtofen in a lab. It's coming back. All of it. Who I really am. I was whipped by Richtofen. ME! I was a test subject with Nikolai and Takeo. ME! A leader in a group to go and save...
Peter McCain.
I know who I am. 115. 115. 115. That's all I can think.
115.
