Chapter 9
Keith and Jesse walked into the front lobby, observing every precaution possible. They approached the elevators guns raised.
" How the hell do we know where to go? " Jesse said, openly aggravated.
"I say we start from the first floor and move up," Keith said, already moving towards the stairwell. Jesse nodded and moved up beside Keith. They kicked open the door, unable to use the missing knob. They started moving up the stairs to the second floor. As the second floor door came into view they saw that it had been welded shut and would be impossible to open as it was now.
"Well, that makes it easy," Keith said with a smirk. For the first time in hours they had finally caught a break. They continued upward to the third floor and found its' door in the same state as the one in that lead into the second floor.
"Easy, yah right!" Jesse said. Keith could only groan as he looked up.
They climbed to the 32nd floor door and were relieved to finally find one that hadn't been welded shut.
"I know your tired, trust me so am I, but we can't let our guard down," Keith said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Strangely this door also had a knob. All of the other doors they had found were welded shut and were missing a knob. There wasn't even a hole for a knob. As if a knob was never intended to be there. They moved down the first corridor, Magnums raised and fully loaded. They turned the corner into a half-lit hall and saw three Hunters munching on one of the undead. They opened fire simultaneously; rounds tearing through the Hunters' tough hide with ease. The green blood flew on the walls in splash, only adding to the grimness of the hall. One, two of the hunters dropped, but Jesse and Keith both ran dry. The Hunter seemed to realize this opportunity, lunging at the two mercenaries. Keith Twisted his body, letting the assault rifle fall into his hands, still slung over his shoulder. He slammed down on the trigger, releasing a burst of rounds into the Hunter's skull at point-range. The Hunter slammed back into his two comrades and started to twitch, releasing his last gasps of life.
"Well that was a nice warm up," Keith said, reloading his Magnum.
"Yah, but this is only the beginning of this hell hole," Jesse explained in a dim tone. They moved up to the door at the end of the hall and opened it, Magnum's raised, fingers on the trigger. They both made a quick sweep of the room, ready to blow apart anything that wasn't human. The room was clear at the moment, but there were many cabinets and cupboards that could house the undead. Keith's gaze wavered over the over thrown tables, chairs and bloody walls of the room. One thing did catch his attention. There was a single, round table console in the center of the room that hadn't been touched. Keith approached as Jesse began to cautiously open some of the cabinets and cupboards. Most of them revealed nothing at all, except for one, which housed another door.
"Damn!" Jesse swore, seeing there was no knob. On the other hand the door wasn't welded shut, which probably meant that there was a way to open it, they just had to find it. "Yo, Keith come look at this thing," Jesse called, but it seemed that Keith was enthralled in the console. He kept pushing a set of six bars over and over again in a different order. Jesse left the cabinet door open and walked up beside Keith to see what was so important. Just as he was about to ask what the hell Keith was doing, he read the computer screen. The glowing letters read: Door Status-Locked. Complete Sequence. Jesse was close enough know that he could hear that dim musical tones that would play when he hit the bars. Keith seemed to be doing well in this puzzle, because he had a constant smile on his face. Keith finally looked up when the screen read: Sequence Complete-Testing Now. The volume of the tones rose and they could hear that the tones now formed a song that he had heard before. The tones ended and the screen flashed: Access Granted. Jesse heard the lock on the door click open and the door opened just enough so a person could grab the edge and open it.
"What was that song...I know it from somewhere," Jesse asked, still racking his brain as to what the tune was. Keith looked right at the door and then glanced to Jesse and replied,
"Highway to Hell."
Chapter 10
Jesse's heart skipped a beat when he heard those words. If there was one thing he learned from this experience it was that everything had a hidden meaning. He realized now that even with all the ammo and explosives they had, a message like that probably meant they weren't going to make it out alive. Keith apparently realized the same thing. He had just unholstered all of his weapons and was fully loading them. He slapped a fresh clip in his M16 and put a new speed loader in his Magnum. He felt the four bulges in his vest pockets to make sure he hadn't used any of the grenades they had found back in the city. He lowered his head and glared, long and hard at the door. He shouldered the M16 and drew his magnum. Jesse did the same, seeing it would make sense to hit the bastards with all you had before you went down. Keith approached the door and threw it open. As soon as the door opened beyond a certain point, the corridor illuminated with light. The corridor was bare, no blood and gray walls. There was a simple steel door at the end of the hall and for once in this god-forsaken shit hole it had a knob. They approached it quietly, not wanting to disturb anything on the other side. Jesse moved to one side of the walls to blast anything that came through that door before they did. Keith twisted the knob and pushed open the door. It slid silently on well-oiled hinges and gave them a view of a steel grate staircase. They moved up to the first step, looking around for any other way, making sure they didn't miss anything. The only things other than the staircase were a few broken tables, which made their selection a hell-of-a-lot easier. They marched up the staircase, hearing their boots ling on every step. When they reached the top they viewed another door. What the hell! Was there a sale at Door Depot or something??? Keith thought silently. Jesse moved up to the door while Keith stayed posted on a lower step, giving him an open shot at anything that was waiting for them. Jesse opened the door and waited a few heartbeats before stepping into the room and flipping the nearby light switch. The room was brought into light and they realized they were in the control room, which overlooked a large corridor filled with the undead.
"You want the good news or the bad news first?" Jesse asked.
"Gimme the bad, makes the good sound much better," Keith said, joking around.
"Well the only way to go is crawling with the undead. The good news is there's a way out beyond that." Jesse said, pointing at the large bay doors at the end of the corridor. Keith seemed to be looking if there was any other alternative. After a few minutes he found it. Beyond the window they were looking out with, there was a large chain that moved over the corridor. If they could jump onto it and activate the mechanism, they could "fly" right over the undead bastards, blasting their brains in from above.
"Or we could fly," Keith suggested. Jesse roared out in laughter, finding this idea funny. Keith waited until he got a hold of himself and then explained the rest of his plan. "We latch onto that chain, activate the mechanism, and go right over them, drooping Frag's and bullets right onto them." Keith explained, quite calmly. Jesse analyzed the situation and the plan and realized it just might work.
"I don't know how you thought of that, and I would rather you not tell me, but let's get going," Jesse said, firing at the window, raining glass down on the zombies. Keith made a running jump for the chain and grabbed it at the last possible moment. He grabbed his knife out his boot and threw it, hilt end first, at the button that would move the chain, located beside the bay doors. The knife's end hit home and the chain started to move across the beam it was attached to. He opened fire on the groaning undead as he flew right over them, sending them into a frenzy. As his Magnum ran dry, he drew his M16 and rained down high holy shit on the undead bastards. His assault rifle went empty as the chain reached it destination. Keith jumped off and slammed the button to send the chain back for Jesse. He looked to make sure Jesse was still okay. He seemed fine, but then his gaze wandered to the staircase. Jesse was in deep trouble. Lumbering up the stairs was the Tyrant.
Chapter 11
The undead we're making to much noise for Keith to scream to Jesse, so all he could do was watch and pray. The chain finally reached Jesse at what seemed like a crawl and Jesse grasped it. Without giving it another moments thought, Keith slammed the switch and the chain lurched back towards him. Just as the Jesse was out of range to jump back into the control room, the Tyrant burst into the room, growling his rage. Jesse finally realized why Keith had been so quick to act. The Tyrant was hurling chairs and tables everywhere, searching for them and apparently hadn't seen them yet. But Keith had to cover Jesse. Keith pulled the Magnum's trigger until it ran dray. The rounds slammed into the Tyrant and it slowly averted its gaze to where Keith was standing. The Tyrant charged the broken window to try and leap to the moving chain, but Keith was faster.
RATATATATATATATATATAT
Keith's M16 fired its bullets into the Tyrant as fast as the chamber would load them.
C'mon, C'mon, Keith thought silently. Jesse finally jumped off the chain and the solution hit Keith.
"Jesse hold him off for another 30 seconds I have an idea," Keith said, dropping his rifle and pulling out the anti-personnel and frag grenades they had been given and found. He took off his vest after emptying out the many rounds and clips and wrapped the grenades in the clothing and tied the vest to the chain. Checking that is was secure; Keith hit the button a final time to send it back to the Tyrant. The chain moved back to the control room much faster, seeing it didn't have either of the men's weight on it. Keith picked up his rifle and waited. Jesse ran dry as the chain finally stopped at the control room.
"Eat shit and die," Keith said under his breath. He pulled the rifle's trigger and the bullet hit home. The bullet slammed into the vest and set off the grenade. The 8 grenades triggered and sent a fiery explosion into the Tyrant's grotesque face. It reeled back and it's body came into view. It's charred corpse fell to the ground, spilling blood all over. The bastard was finally dead.
Thanks for reading, I know I've been gone awhile. There will be one more update to this story, maybe 2, and then I'll work on the sequel....please r&R
Keith and Jesse walked into the front lobby, observing every precaution possible. They approached the elevators guns raised.
" How the hell do we know where to go? " Jesse said, openly aggravated.
"I say we start from the first floor and move up," Keith said, already moving towards the stairwell. Jesse nodded and moved up beside Keith. They kicked open the door, unable to use the missing knob. They started moving up the stairs to the second floor. As the second floor door came into view they saw that it had been welded shut and would be impossible to open as it was now.
"Well, that makes it easy," Keith said with a smirk. For the first time in hours they had finally caught a break. They continued upward to the third floor and found its' door in the same state as the one in that lead into the second floor.
"Easy, yah right!" Jesse said. Keith could only groan as he looked up.
They climbed to the 32nd floor door and were relieved to finally find one that hadn't been welded shut.
"I know your tired, trust me so am I, but we can't let our guard down," Keith said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Strangely this door also had a knob. All of the other doors they had found were welded shut and were missing a knob. There wasn't even a hole for a knob. As if a knob was never intended to be there. They moved down the first corridor, Magnums raised and fully loaded. They turned the corner into a half-lit hall and saw three Hunters munching on one of the undead. They opened fire simultaneously; rounds tearing through the Hunters' tough hide with ease. The green blood flew on the walls in splash, only adding to the grimness of the hall. One, two of the hunters dropped, but Jesse and Keith both ran dry. The Hunter seemed to realize this opportunity, lunging at the two mercenaries. Keith Twisted his body, letting the assault rifle fall into his hands, still slung over his shoulder. He slammed down on the trigger, releasing a burst of rounds into the Hunter's skull at point-range. The Hunter slammed back into his two comrades and started to twitch, releasing his last gasps of life.
"Well that was a nice warm up," Keith said, reloading his Magnum.
"Yah, but this is only the beginning of this hell hole," Jesse explained in a dim tone. They moved up to the door at the end of the hall and opened it, Magnum's raised, fingers on the trigger. They both made a quick sweep of the room, ready to blow apart anything that wasn't human. The room was clear at the moment, but there were many cabinets and cupboards that could house the undead. Keith's gaze wavered over the over thrown tables, chairs and bloody walls of the room. One thing did catch his attention. There was a single, round table console in the center of the room that hadn't been touched. Keith approached as Jesse began to cautiously open some of the cabinets and cupboards. Most of them revealed nothing at all, except for one, which housed another door.
"Damn!" Jesse swore, seeing there was no knob. On the other hand the door wasn't welded shut, which probably meant that there was a way to open it, they just had to find it. "Yo, Keith come look at this thing," Jesse called, but it seemed that Keith was enthralled in the console. He kept pushing a set of six bars over and over again in a different order. Jesse left the cabinet door open and walked up beside Keith to see what was so important. Just as he was about to ask what the hell Keith was doing, he read the computer screen. The glowing letters read: Door Status-Locked. Complete Sequence. Jesse was close enough know that he could hear that dim musical tones that would play when he hit the bars. Keith seemed to be doing well in this puzzle, because he had a constant smile on his face. Keith finally looked up when the screen read: Sequence Complete-Testing Now. The volume of the tones rose and they could hear that the tones now formed a song that he had heard before. The tones ended and the screen flashed: Access Granted. Jesse heard the lock on the door click open and the door opened just enough so a person could grab the edge and open it.
"What was that song...I know it from somewhere," Jesse asked, still racking his brain as to what the tune was. Keith looked right at the door and then glanced to Jesse and replied,
"Highway to Hell."
Chapter 10
Jesse's heart skipped a beat when he heard those words. If there was one thing he learned from this experience it was that everything had a hidden meaning. He realized now that even with all the ammo and explosives they had, a message like that probably meant they weren't going to make it out alive. Keith apparently realized the same thing. He had just unholstered all of his weapons and was fully loading them. He slapped a fresh clip in his M16 and put a new speed loader in his Magnum. He felt the four bulges in his vest pockets to make sure he hadn't used any of the grenades they had found back in the city. He lowered his head and glared, long and hard at the door. He shouldered the M16 and drew his magnum. Jesse did the same, seeing it would make sense to hit the bastards with all you had before you went down. Keith approached the door and threw it open. As soon as the door opened beyond a certain point, the corridor illuminated with light. The corridor was bare, no blood and gray walls. There was a simple steel door at the end of the hall and for once in this god-forsaken shit hole it had a knob. They approached it quietly, not wanting to disturb anything on the other side. Jesse moved to one side of the walls to blast anything that came through that door before they did. Keith twisted the knob and pushed open the door. It slid silently on well-oiled hinges and gave them a view of a steel grate staircase. They moved up to the first step, looking around for any other way, making sure they didn't miss anything. The only things other than the staircase were a few broken tables, which made their selection a hell-of-a-lot easier. They marched up the staircase, hearing their boots ling on every step. When they reached the top they viewed another door. What the hell! Was there a sale at Door Depot or something??? Keith thought silently. Jesse moved up to the door while Keith stayed posted on a lower step, giving him an open shot at anything that was waiting for them. Jesse opened the door and waited a few heartbeats before stepping into the room and flipping the nearby light switch. The room was brought into light and they realized they were in the control room, which overlooked a large corridor filled with the undead.
"You want the good news or the bad news first?" Jesse asked.
"Gimme the bad, makes the good sound much better," Keith said, joking around.
"Well the only way to go is crawling with the undead. The good news is there's a way out beyond that." Jesse said, pointing at the large bay doors at the end of the corridor. Keith seemed to be looking if there was any other alternative. After a few minutes he found it. Beyond the window they were looking out with, there was a large chain that moved over the corridor. If they could jump onto it and activate the mechanism, they could "fly" right over the undead bastards, blasting their brains in from above.
"Or we could fly," Keith suggested. Jesse roared out in laughter, finding this idea funny. Keith waited until he got a hold of himself and then explained the rest of his plan. "We latch onto that chain, activate the mechanism, and go right over them, drooping Frag's and bullets right onto them." Keith explained, quite calmly. Jesse analyzed the situation and the plan and realized it just might work.
"I don't know how you thought of that, and I would rather you not tell me, but let's get going," Jesse said, firing at the window, raining glass down on the zombies. Keith made a running jump for the chain and grabbed it at the last possible moment. He grabbed his knife out his boot and threw it, hilt end first, at the button that would move the chain, located beside the bay doors. The knife's end hit home and the chain started to move across the beam it was attached to. He opened fire on the groaning undead as he flew right over them, sending them into a frenzy. As his Magnum ran dry, he drew his M16 and rained down high holy shit on the undead bastards. His assault rifle went empty as the chain reached it destination. Keith jumped off and slammed the button to send the chain back for Jesse. He looked to make sure Jesse was still okay. He seemed fine, but then his gaze wandered to the staircase. Jesse was in deep trouble. Lumbering up the stairs was the Tyrant.
Chapter 11
The undead we're making to much noise for Keith to scream to Jesse, so all he could do was watch and pray. The chain finally reached Jesse at what seemed like a crawl and Jesse grasped it. Without giving it another moments thought, Keith slammed the switch and the chain lurched back towards him. Just as the Jesse was out of range to jump back into the control room, the Tyrant burst into the room, growling his rage. Jesse finally realized why Keith had been so quick to act. The Tyrant was hurling chairs and tables everywhere, searching for them and apparently hadn't seen them yet. But Keith had to cover Jesse. Keith pulled the Magnum's trigger until it ran dray. The rounds slammed into the Tyrant and it slowly averted its gaze to where Keith was standing. The Tyrant charged the broken window to try and leap to the moving chain, but Keith was faster.
RATATATATATATATATATAT
Keith's M16 fired its bullets into the Tyrant as fast as the chamber would load them.
C'mon, C'mon, Keith thought silently. Jesse finally jumped off the chain and the solution hit Keith.
"Jesse hold him off for another 30 seconds I have an idea," Keith said, dropping his rifle and pulling out the anti-personnel and frag grenades they had been given and found. He took off his vest after emptying out the many rounds and clips and wrapped the grenades in the clothing and tied the vest to the chain. Checking that is was secure; Keith hit the button a final time to send it back to the Tyrant. The chain moved back to the control room much faster, seeing it didn't have either of the men's weight on it. Keith picked up his rifle and waited. Jesse ran dry as the chain finally stopped at the control room.
"Eat shit and die," Keith said under his breath. He pulled the rifle's trigger and the bullet hit home. The bullet slammed into the vest and set off the grenade. The 8 grenades triggered and sent a fiery explosion into the Tyrant's grotesque face. It reeled back and it's body came into view. It's charred corpse fell to the ground, spilling blood all over. The bastard was finally dead.
Thanks for reading, I know I've been gone awhile. There will be one more update to this story, maybe 2, and then I'll work on the sequel....please r&R
