Dead of the Night III

Chapter 5

Keith and Jesse slammed the lockers shut and opened a map on the table to see what there next stop was.
"Looks like the closest thing is the Music House about three blocks up." Jesse said, running his finger along the easiest path. The trail would lead them through one of Chistovals parks and through an alleyway between to corporate office buildings. Keith walked over to the window and peered outside to see if he could find the Music House. To Keith's frustration, he couldn't see anything. It had become too dark to see past a single block let alone about half a mile. Jesse folded the map back up and shoved it in to his pocket. They turned to each other, nodding, and headed for the door. As Keith reached for the doorknob, they could hear heavy footsteps.
THUMP!!! THUMP!!! THUMP!!!
Keith and Jesse moved to either side over the door, Magnums poised to blow the head off of anything that walked through that door.
SMASH!!!
The door was ripped open by the Tyrants claw.
"Out the window, now!" Jesse screamed to be heard over the Tyrants roars. In a few steps Keith and reached the window and had already burst through it. The glass shards were imbedded in his arm, but he quickly moved down the fire escape that was there. Jesse was right behind Keith, diving through the open portal and barrel-rolling when he hit the metal grating. He slid down the ladder with a practiced precision and jumped over the last rail as Keith landed on the ground from the final ladder. They both broke out into an all out run as they heard the Tyrant land behind them
THUD!!!
Jesse risked a glance back and saw that the pavement where the Tyrant had landed had caved in. Jesse stopped to fire a .357 bullet into the Tyrants tumor that was his heart. The bullet tore through his flesh and flew out it's back. It was still coming.
"Oh, SHIT!!!" Jesse cried as he sprinted to catch up with Keith who was rounding the corner into an alley. As Jesse caught up with him, he saw Keith kick open an old rusty side door to a bar. Bits of metal fell to the ground as the door creaked open. As soon as Jesse was in, Keith closed the door and bolted the multiple door bolts. They stood back and raised their Colts to the door. They felt the room shake as the Tyrant threw its weight against it but the door held. They waited for what seemed like an eternity before finally lowering their weapons.
"That thing doesn't die!" Jesse proclaimed as he plopped on to one of the bar's stools, "It doesn't stop coming!"
" You're right but I may have something that will slow it down, " Keith said as he raised a Tequila bottle with a gasoline soaked rag in it.
"Molotov Cocktails. Betcha that'll be his favourite drink after tonight," Jesse cracked to break the tension. Keith smiled and put all of the Molotov's on the counter.
" This shit ain't good for your health. " Keith said, coughing from the fumes. He walked back to the side door and opened it to see the Tyrant slowly pacing in the alley, as if it was waiting for them. It noticed Keith, seeing as it started to charge. Keith waited until it was in range and hurled the bottle. It hit the Tyrant's midsection and burst open, burning the creature's guts to a crisp. It doubled over in a pool of it's own blood. It started to move and Keith fumbled for his Magnum. Jesse ran up to the Tyrant and put the nozzle to its head.
"Get up from the this."
BAM!!!!
The Tyrants head burst open in a spray of blood and brain tissue covering the walls.
"I think we just bought ourselves some time," Keith said. He spoke too soon. Lurching from behind him were 7 of the undead. Keith felt their rotting breath on his neck and jumped out of the way just in time. He holstered his Colt and drew his H&K all in one fluid motion.
BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!! BAM!!!
The seven zombies' heads exploded, sending a portrait of blood spraying in all directions. They fell and lay in a pool of their own diseased blood.
"I don't know who did this or why, but they are gonna pay." Keith vowed as he drew his Magnum. Jesse nodded, silently taking the same vow and they left they alley, running at top speed to the Music House.

Chapter 6

They reached the Music House with small problems. They only had to kill half a dozen zombies on their way there. They had made them all clean headshots, as usual, to prevent the undead from getting back up. Keith opened the door to the store and was surprised to see a hubcap sitting on top of the front counter.
"Why do you think that's there?" Keith asked Jesse, pointing to the hubcap.
"I dunno. Maybe it was off the owner's car and he had nowhere else to put it," Jesse answered not really caring. "I'm gonna go check the phone. Probably dead like all the others." Jesse walked behind the counter and picked up the phone.
"Ah, Mr. Mirage. Glad to hear you made it." Jesse's eyes flared with hate as he recognized the voice on the other end.
"Trent, you gotta lot of explaining to do," Jesse growled. Keith grabbed the phone and put it on speaker so he could hear what Trent had to say.
"Alright. You and your team were sent in to test your abilities for Umbrella. They are trying to find suitable bodies for when they synthesize their super soldier serum, but they aren't even close right now. Anyone who survives will be put into mission after mission until they have proven that they are the ones to be chosen. Kinda like volunteering for something you didn't know about," Trent said. "But there is a way out. You can join my underground resistance against Umbrella and have me get you out of there a lot faster than you would expect. What do you think?"
Keith was the first to answer. "I'm in. Better than working for these dogs."
Jesse pondered the idea for a moment. "Alright. I'll help fuck these guys up."
"Excellent choice. Now you see the hubcap? Spin it and you'll find the way out." The line went dead. Keith walked over to the hubcap and spun it. He heard a grinding sound and saw the far wall open up. Jesse fished out his flashed light and connected it to his gun. Keith did the same and they entered the tunnels. They could feel the ground slope and they pointed their flashlights to the ground so they could see where they were going. At the end of the ramp was a steel door. Keith reached out and turned the knob. The door screeched open and they were greeted by the familiar stench of rotting flesh. They aimed their Magnum's in front of them, reading to blow apart anything that moved. The tunnel narrowed ahead and propped up against one of the walls was one of their teammates.
"Donny!" Jesse called. The figure seemed to move just enough to see what was approaching. They reached him and were horrified with what they saw. His mid section had been ripped open, allowing his intestines to fall on his legs. His eyes were locked open in a sheer look of fear.
"I though Trent said this was the easy way?" Keith questioned. They thought they had escaped. They thought that they were almost home. The only thing they do know is that they were in pitch-black tunnels, and something was down there with them.

Thanks for reading. Please review. Feel free to e-mail me dareknight@hotmail.com. Read about Keith's future in Dark Nights and Nightmares; the sequel of Dark Nights. Thanks again.