AN: Hello guys and girls! Chapter seven is here and the heat is cranked up to over 1000 for our heroes!

Megan: Great, more hell in a nutshell

Me: It ain't that bad

Megan: I swear to fucking god-

Dan: *Gasp!* Mind your fucking language! don't say that about someone who doesn't exist!

Me: ANYWAYYY... Due to it being half term over in the good ol' (always pissing with rain) UK, I won't be able to post any new contecn until after the week off, and with that... Later, and I hope you enjoy! :D

Megan and Dan: *arguing in background*

The seven players glanced around the room, watching the boss exploded into little blue particles and the familiar text of 'Congratulations! You've been beaten the Boss!' showed up followed by the Boss' drop, which was a set of 'Earrings of Health' that added 280Hp to a players current health.

"Well…" Megan murmured, holstering her original one and holding up the other one that she had brought earlier, making sure there was no left over ammo in the cartridge "That could of gone worse, although considering Joel nearly died, AGAIN…"

"Anyway" Tom shrugged, as the seven of them walked towards the stairs "Let's go, time's a-wasting"

Jordan nods, as the seven of them walked forward, Joel and Dan had opened the large doors as they left floor 49, entering floor 50

"Ugh…" Megan shuddered from the sudden chill "Yeesh… colder than it looks…"

Ross shrugs "ain't that cold, I mean… in Russia, you don't get cold, the cold gets you"

Tom face-palmed, as always annoyed at the lack of logic in this game, and the story overall, "that didn't even make sense…!"

Dan rolled his eyes as the seven players walked towards the nearest town. The town looked like it had been abandoned for years, the wooden buildings had rotted away to nearly nothing and the stonewalls that had been around it which was meant protect the town, had become covered in moss and crumbling.

They looked over to the tavern, and there was nothing but a faint light coming through the dirty, cracked glass beside a sign that hung that read 'The Eclipse Inn'

"Well, least there is something here" Joel muttered, stretching "come on, we're all tired and cranky from our recent lack of sleep, so let's get rooms for the night"

Jordan nods "sure, that could work, and it'll let us plan out for the next boss as well, which is always helpful"

Megan pushed the door openly slowly, which creaked even with the slightest touch and walked in. The inside of the building seemed cold, only a small lantern hanging from beside the counter, although the flame was low and the tables and chairs were a disgusting dark brown from all the years of rot, as if they were barely standing.

"Hello!" Dan called out as they looked around "is anyone here?"

"Oi! What you kids doing here at this time of night!"

They all turned, spooked by the sudden voice and see that it is a man of about 45, he had a long white beard and one eye was scarred shut with his other eye being pale green in colour. He shuffled towards them, raising his eyebrow "What you lot doing here?" it was obvious from his accent that he was Scottish.

"Whoa, we only want rooms for the night" Joel sweat-dropped, glancing at the others before raising his hands in defeat

"Sorry, we're closed" The man had started pushing them out, aggression visible on his face "you'll have to come again in the mornin'" although he stopped suddenly and his face fell from anger to immediate fear, as he heard a noise from outside that was nearby, and getting ever closer "N-No…! They're on their way…! Damn it all, why now?"

"Who?" Ross asked, smirking "We can handle them"

"No you can't…! Quick, just get in here!" and pulled them back in quickly before going to the door and sealing it shut

"Hey! What's going on, tell us!" Joel snapped, walking forward towards the man

He shook his head, raising a finger to his lips "Ssh!"

Everything had gone eerily silent, before a low, human-like moan is heard outside

"Hmm?" The seven players looked among themselves confused, then turned to the inn keeper

"What's going on?" Megan whispered, the seven of them wanted answers now

The old man sighs slightly, shaking his head "fine…" he whispered, "follow me upstairs, they won't hear us due to their limited senses"

Adam looked around the room, the windows had been barricaded shut and there was a low burning flame in the corner of the room "so what's going on…?"

The man shakes his head "guess I should introduce myself…the name's Magnus"

"Magnus" Tom asked, nodding slightly before repeating Adam's question "What's going on?"

Magnus sighed, "It's a long story kids, but here I go…" he took a sip from the glass of water beside him before turning back to the seven players "the thing outside is what we call a 'Patroller'…"

"A patroller?" Dan raised an eyebrow in confusion "what's this about? Why are they patrolling in the first place, has something happened?"

"They patrol for the boss of this floor, the Skull Weaver…" Magnus shook his head sadly

Adam clicks his fingers "oh yea, this is floor 50… meaning that this would be the second major boss of the game"

Magnus nods "you have it sonny, the Skull Weaver is no joke… that's why this town is empty apart from a survivor or two"

"So… What does this thing do…? The 'Skull Weaver' I mean" Megan asked curiously, head tilted slightly in wonder

"Well..." Magnus began "there's also an arena on this floor, so the Patroller's take anyone or anything they find to the arena, where players and other monsters fight. You can't die in the arena, but if you're defeated you're left unconscious, and so the Patroller's take you to the catacombs to serve you to the Skull Weaver…"

Jordan raised an eyebrow curiously "'Serve you'? You mean that they…"

Magnus nods, a sad look in his eyes as if he had seen it all before "Yep, it eats you alive"

Joel chuckled, ignoring the death sentence "an arena…? That sounds amazing, let's go!"

Magnus shook his head "you don't want to, trust me… I barely escaped, and that's why I'm in the state that I am…"

Tom nods, but before he could say anything a crash is heard downstairs

Magnus' eyes widened and he stands up "N-No! They've managed to get in!"

Dan stands up, drawing his swords "come on then! Let's take the fight to them!"

Megan nods, standing as well and unholstering her revolvers.

Magnus huffs slightly, going over to a closet and pulling out a large broadsword "fine… if I'm going to perish… I'm taking some of those bastards down with me!"

Tom raises an eyebrow, then shook his head "No… I'm not even gonna ask… Let's go!"

The eight of them head downstairs and look into the dining room "Whoa…"

There were two human-like beings shuffling around the room. One had what looked like bone armour on its left shoulder and right knee that looked like it was holding it together, and the other one had the bone armour on its lower jaw and neck. They were in a horrible state of decay, with parts of flesh hanging from their bodies. One patroller had the side of its head caved in and part of its spine sticking out, giving it a limp as it moved while the other may as well been blind, due to the amount of blood pouring from its eyeballs

"Holy shit…" Joel murmured, then shook his head "Let's go!" he dashes forward, intending to punch one of them

The one with the great sword turned and saw Joel "KcaTTa!"

Joel chuckled, then realised it had swung, the great sword heading directly for his head "Woah!" he slid under it, standing behind the Patroller and getting low, sweeping his leg around and tripping it up

"Behind you!" Megan yelled, pointing her revolvers at the one with the knife who had attempted to stab Joel, repeatedly shooting it in the head

"Gii…Guhh…AH!" the patroller with the knife stepped backwards, raising its arm weakly for protection, although it knew its arm wouldn't protect it from the bullets as it stumbled backwards further, blood gushing from the holes in its arm

"Llaf kAcb!" the first patroller made a low groaning noise as it stumbled through the ruined door frame, followed by the second one dragging its great sword weakly as it limped away

"Eh heh…" Magnus chuckled weakly, slipping slightly and leaning on his broadsword "gotta admit… you kids have skill… you might be able to beat this thing…"