Jack and my group arrived approximately 15 minutes later, while Dalton Nyquo and Aaron laid in front of the huge military base. "Geez, what took you so long?" Dalton asked. "We were on our way when we saw Jack, Patrick and Kent." I replied. "It looked like Patrick needed some help carrying some stuff. So we decided to help." Nyquo, Aaron and Dalton stood up at the same time, and dusted off their pants. "Well," Nyquo started. "Are we going to investigate this base or are we going to stand around and chit chat all day?" Everyone looked at each other, then back at Nyquo. "I thought so." He added. Dalton, Nyquo and Aaron then led me, Kent, Jack, Skye, Patrick and Chris to the front door of the base. "Get ready guys." I warned, raising his Assault Rifle and ready to fire. "Who knows what could jump out once the door opens? Whenever you're ready, Dalton." Dalton and Nyquo then went to pull open the door while Aaron just stood there, knowing that he couldn't really help in any way to open the door.
When the door was open, lights filled the inside. Everything that was hidden by the darkness was revealed by the light. "Wow," Chris exclaimed. "I didn't know that the lights activate on its own." No one paid attention to his comments, but rather took small steps toward the building, just to be sure that nothing would leap out at them. "Alright," I called out as they neared the entrance. "Lets move in. It seems safe. But be careful, there may be traps anywhere." All 9 of them entered, and looked around. Tables were everywhere, chairs were no where to be seen. There was a couple doors on each wall. "Should we split up into teams to investigate each door, Phuoc?" Patrick asked. "Good question." I replied. "Since we are inside the building, there is pfrobably no need to be in groups." I explained thoroughly. "Everyone go to a door, open it and investigate each room. See if you can find anything on the virus." And everyone scattered. There were 9 doors, for 9 people to investigate. I went to investigate a door, Skye went to investigate a door, and so did everyone else.
Aaron investigated the door closest to the entrance. When he opened it, lights flickered on and off, then stayed on for the rest of the time he was in there. He found nothing interesting, cabinets, a computer, the basic office furniture. But he found a couple of interesting books. One of the books was labeled The Living Dead, a book that explained features of the undead. Another book was called 2012, explaining what would happen in the year 2012. And one more book that he found was called Supernatural Creatures, which just talked about mythical animals like the Werewolf, and the Vampire, and of course, the Zombie. Since none of this was helpful, he decided to leave the room, and close the door.
Nyquo took the door next to Aaron's door. He opened it and found Janitor stuff, a mop, broom with dustpan, and of course cleaning products. He left the room and closed the door. For some reason, Patrick, Jack, Kent and Dalton opened separate doors, and found the same thing that was behind Nyquo's door. Behind Skye's door, was just plain empty so she just closed it and walked back to the other guys. Chris also found an empty room, but decided to investigate it a little more. When he walked into the room, the walls inside suddenly flipped, making Chris freak out and spraying his firearm randomly at the walls. Of course, everyone ran to his door and peered inside. They found that he was shooting at walls that had timed explosives attached. Everyone laughed, and Chris panted and walked out of the room and closed the door.
My door was quite surprising though. When I opened it, I looked inside and found a small table with some papers and documents on the table. Looking through each one, I found one that talked about the virus that had made people into zombies. The document stated, "People refer this virus to the T-Virus, from the Resident Evil movie, books, and game series. However, it is not called the T-Virus, it's called the 2012 Disease. Scientists call this virus by that because the virus had occurred in 2012, and by the time they had figured out how to resolve the problem, it was too late. They thought it was going to be the end of the world and so came the name for it, 2012 Disease." This is useful information, I thought to myself. I continued to read. "Much like sci-fi zombies, the best way to kill them is by burning, headshot, or breaking all of their bones, which would cause instant death. Of course, no matter how many you kill, there will always be more to replace that one zombie. If you are reading this paper, know that it is already too late to try and do anything. All you can do is survive. If you must know who I am, I am John. This is the first time I've seen these creatures. I am still alive, but I am hiding out until a group of people find me. If they find me, I can help them on their journey to defeat the undead army. This army is humongous, so do not engage it by yourself."
That was all it said. I was really confused for a moment, and then realized that their only chance was finding John. With John, they could find the other survivors and then fight the undead army. He walked out of the room and closed the door gently, then walked to his friends who were chatting. Once they saw him, they stopped their conversations and looked at him. "I have some good news and some bad news." I announced. "What's the good news?" Jack asked. "And what's the bad news?" Kent asked. I simply replied by saying,
"The good news is that I've found out that this is not actually the T-Virus. Its actually called the 2012 disease. There is a man out there that is hiding out and if we find him, we can ask for his help to defeat the zombie army that plans to take over the world. He has knowledge in killing these zombies quickly and easily. The bad news is that I don't know where he is, and by the look of outside, nightfall has come. We need to shut the doors immediately and rest for tomorrow. Tomorrow we will continue our journey to find survivors and this man. That is all."
When I finished my speech, Dalton and Nyquo went to shut the doors of the base immediately, and pushed the tables to the door to reinforce it. Since they were going to rest for tomorrow, there had to be 2 people guarding the others and switch off every few hours so that everyone got the same amount of sleep. Before they went to sleep though, the 9 of us were talking about "stuff".
"So . . ." Aaron asked. "Does anyone not enjoy this place?" Chris raised his hand. "I didn't because the walls flipped suddenly and it freaked me out!" Everyone laughed at him, but it soon settled. "Did anyone find anything interesting in the rooms that they investigated?" I asked. "I would say books, but I don't want to be a bookworm," Aaron said. Again, some of them laughed at that but some kept quiet, knowing not to disrespect others. "I found a janitor's room," Jack said. "So did I," Nyquo, Kent, Dalton and Patrick said at the same time. "Well, I found an empty room," Skye said. Everyone looked at her, then just sat there, waiting for someone to talk.
"Man, Patrick. You sure are good at carrying stuff for me and Kent." Jack complimented Patrick on his strength. "Yeah. I think you could grow up to carry things for people." Kent added. Jack and Kent laughed together. Patrick started to look down on the ground, and I was angered by my friend's actions. "Hey, Jack! Hey Kent!" I called out. They stopped laughing and looked at me. "Is this how you treat a teammate? Is this how you treat a friend? You need to get your acts together. You upset Patrick, and you sit there and laugh about it. Do you think that I would sit there and let that happen?" I started to yell. Kent and Jack stood up to face me, but Chris and Dalton stood up to defend me. "He's right, guys." Chris said. "You need to treat people with respect." Dalton added. "Shut the fuck up, you bastard. Chris, you're still an undergraduate." Jack pointed out.
I landed a punch right to his face, sending him back a couple steps. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, JACK?" I was really pissed off now. Never has anyone ever seen me this angry before. "THIS IS ALL A JOKE TO YOU ISN'T IT? YOU TREAT EVERYONE LIKE GARBAGE DON'T YOU? EXCEPT FOR YOUR BUDDY, KENT! WELL GUESS WHAT? IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN, DON'T EVEN LOOK AT ME AS YOUR FRIEND! DON'T EVEN LOOK AT ANY OF US AS YOUR TEAMMATES!"
I stopped yelling, walked away, and cried. Jack stood there, shocked to be yelled at by his friend, when he was stronger than me. Kent understood everything that I had said, and went to comfort him. Skye and Dalton joined Kent to comfort him. Nyquo, Chris, Aaron and Patrick joined them to comfort me. I stopped crying a few minutes later, and felt glad that he had defended a great friend. He was glad that his friends had understood what was right and what was wrong. "Kent, I'm glad that you understand me." I thanked Kent. "I should be sorry," Kent apologized. "Phuoc, I'm sorry I don't know how to treat people. I should know better. Patrick, I'm sorry for treating you like garbage. Can you forgive me for that?" Patrick nodded and gave Kent a hug, earning himself a hug. Jack then walked over. "Phuoc," he called out. "I'm very sorry for not treating people with respect. I promise that I will treat others with respect from now on. Phuoc, Patrick, can you forgive me?" Jack was begging for forgiveness, and we had both given it to him. Patrick and I gave him a hug, and earned themselves a hug.
The team had finally come to it's senses, and has decided to put aside its differences and become one. "It's past 11 PM," I announced. "Let's get some rest. Kent and I will take the first shift of guarding. Sleep tight, we'll call someone else awake in an hour and a half." And so everyone went to sleep, and me and Kent sat there with our firearms in hand and watched over our teammates.