Back at the base, Thomas returned from the shadowy corridor. Peter gave him a puzzling stare, "Where did the guard and the Colonel go?" he asked, looking at the dirty lab coat Thomas was wearing. "A creature attacked them. I managed to close the door before it leapt at me. I'm sorry, Peter, but they're dead", Peter's eyes widened, "What? You just let them die?!", his voice got higher as his words became shouts. People began turning to look for the source of the shouts, "Calm down, Peter. I think it's best if you just head over and get some sleep, all right?", Thomas face started to show a smile. Peter turned around and left the area, heading back to the quarters.
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Out on the street, Jack and Jeff had reached a road blockade that had been set up during the outbreak. "Damn, what could have caused this? BATIS never developed the serum enough to cause this much a massacre", Jack looked through a window into a destroyed bar. A newsbroadcast was stuck on replay. "... We've had several reports of casualties rising. There has been no official response to this. Please, whatever you do, stay inside! There is no telling what might have caused this...", followed by a flicker and the screen going blue for several seconds, then it replayed. With each step, the silence got more unbearable. It was a deafening silence, not a bird, not a can rolling. No wind, and no movement at all. It was as if time had stopped.
Jeff was dropping behind, "Jeff, are you all right?" Jack halted. "I'm just tired. We have walked for hours now. There is no way out of this hell. What about a break, Colonel?", Jeff plead and dropped down, "All right. No one seems to be alive to harm us anyways". Jack dropped down by Jeff and opened his pouch, offering Jeff a chocolate bar, "I brought them from the ship. Only a few days old". "Thanks, Colonel", Jeff took the bar and looked at the buildings around them. Light was flickering in a few of them, and the ashes from the battle had painted them with a grey'ish colour. "So many bodies. They didn't have a chance!", Jack sighed and looked around the bodies littered across the street. "I think this was once the mainstreet", Jeff noted and looked at a fallen sign.
"What area can possibly be safe in this chaos? Great Britain is completely eradicated, so is America and Europe has no signs of survivors. BATIS is the only organization capable of bringing people to safety", Jeff took another bite of the bar. Jack didn't respond, "Colonel?" he asked and looked. He was gone, "Oh come' on, Colon-" a hand flew across his mouth, "Shh, the monsters!" Jack whispered and looked over the overturned car they had been sitting by. Some of the creatures were limbing across the road, towards a small bunker in the center of the city. "Okay, we really have to get back to the facility before dawn, Jeff", Jack pulled him up and dusted him off. "No, Colonel, the base is where the creatures are heading. We cannot risk moving in the same direction as them", Jeff approached what had once been an appartment block and looked up the stairs, "I think there's an entrance to the roof from this staircase. We can move across the blocks from there". Jack sighed and followed troop behind Jeff.
As they walked up the stairs, Jack noticed some of the doors were kicked in, and most of the rooms ransacked, "What happened to the people living around here?", he gave Jeff a pat on the shoulder. "Captured by BATIS to ensure the virus didn't spread. They were too late though. The virus had already spread within an hour. South britain had fallen with three hours, and before the day was over, the nation had been put under martial law. That didn't keep the infestation from spreading though", Jeff halted in his speech and looked around the corner. He lowered his voice, "Someone is guarding the door. Hold on", he pulled his Colt from his holster and threw himself against the wall, "B.C.C.U, drop your weapons!". Jack was so suprised he nearly tripped down the stairs, "BCCU? British Chemical Control Unit? I thought they were disbanded!", Jeff quickly glanced at Jack and approached the men.
"So, what are you do-", before he could finish his sentence, they leaped at him. "Shit!", Jack quickly shot on in the chest, throwing it against the wall. He shot it once more, hitting it's eye. On the floor, Jeff was struggling with the other. He grabbed his pistol and put it through it's ear, pulling the trigger. "BCCU, that didn't help alot, Colonel" Jeff looked at the corpses, "The living dead. Like in those Zombie thrillers i used to watch. Good times". Jack had left through the red door leading to the roof. He noticed a helicopter at the far end of the row of buildings, "Hey, Jeff, isn't that a Control Unit helicopter?", Jeff could barely make it out, "I think so. We had a unit dispatched here yesterday. Those two corpses in there were wearing the control unit uniform, so they probably met a dire fate". He holstered his pistol and began climbing towards the helicopter. After two minutes of exhausting climbing, they reached the helicopter. "Is this... How you control it?", Jack looked at the cockpit, "I'm never going to be able to steer this", Jeff laughed. "You don't have to, Colonel. I can do it. We have basic flight training, so this is easy as putting icing on a cake!", Jeff got into the seat, and didn't hear Jack mumbling "Putting icing on a cake isn't easy". The engines started humming as the helicopter took off, "I know an entrance into the compound's hangar".