"Okay I think I got it!" Wallace tapped a wire to another piece of
grating. The wall behind them began to lower. Behind this wall, was another
wall. However above it was a platform, in front of the door they needed to
get to.
Reeves turned his head from the action towards the door, still firing his gun in the process, "How the hell are we gonna reach that door?"
"Crap!" Wallace yelled "Gimme a couple more minutes! I'm gonna have to find the right piece to raise steps or something!"
"NO! We don't have a couple more minutes! Youngman hold 'em off for now!" Reeves ordered.
"YESSIR, REEVES" Youngman acknowledged.
Reeves ducked down and grabbed some of the fallen corpses. Because the bodies were occasionally popping back up to life, it was hard to tell the difference. Reeves used the living ones anyway. He piled them up just enough to reached the platform and pulled the other two away from what they were doing. "LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE" Reeves and Wallace climbed up the pile of half-living corpses, Youngman did the same but backwards, so that he could shoot at the zombies on the way up. Reeves swung the new gun he found, aptly named the Telefragger, in front of him and gave it a couple of shots, "THIS THING WORKS PRETTY GOOD."
They scrambled into the next room. The three felt quite awkward, the last room had been so loud, the bullets, the screaming…other than the groans coming from the undead grunts, and the trio's heavy breathing, there wasn't much noise at all.
A narrow hallway, lined with mops, wastebaskets, and tool kits, lay ahead of them. Youngman gasped for air, "I can't fight anymore. My power armor is pretty much dead. A couple more bullets and I'm out of this life for good."
Reeves shuffled around some junk, "Maybe we can find a battery or something…"
"I'll be down there. Remember we gotta get the electrical supplies to open that door."
Three. They were the only three. Three out of eight. They don't even remember losing the others. Maybe they weren't dead. Maybe they just got set off. Who knows? Right now all they had to care about was deactivated the slipgates. How were they supposed to go at that again? One of the soldiers remembered hearing something about sending scientists in?
"I got some!" Wallace's hand flew up, grasping some wires and other miscellaneous pieces.
"Got any batteries in there?" Youngman yelled from down the hall.
"Maybe"
Reeves shuffled through some more junk and walked to the end of the hall with Youngman.
Wallace lie on the floor. Stretching pieces of wire here and there, plugging sockets in, and holding screws in place. "Okay, maybe one or two more…" Wallace tinkered around some more. "There. Beyond this door should be the prime technology development room, where we came from. Once we are there we'll flip the switch to the door again and hope things go well.
After digging through some rubble and debris they made it to the prime technology development room. Reeves headed to the control room and flicked some switches. The door rose about an inch and fell down again. "SHIT! What went wrong?" Wallace yelled. Reeves responded from the enclosed control room "Says here the battery's out" He said it over the megaphone speaker just for fun. "I'll have to go back to the equipment room" Wallace said, "We'll need another power source." He walked to the left back into the dark hallway.
He heard something. Wallace raised his head. It sounded like breathing "Youngman you haven't recuperated from back there, yet?!" Wallace looked around. The breathing got a little louder. Reeves and Youngman heard it too. They turned their heads.
"Uhh, Wallace?"
"Yeah, Youngman?"
"We got a little problem here…"
"Yeah I know, we are going to need to use someone's power armor to open this damn door."
"No, I mean a serious problem."
Reeves turned his head from the action towards the door, still firing his gun in the process, "How the hell are we gonna reach that door?"
"Crap!" Wallace yelled "Gimme a couple more minutes! I'm gonna have to find the right piece to raise steps or something!"
"NO! We don't have a couple more minutes! Youngman hold 'em off for now!" Reeves ordered.
"YESSIR, REEVES" Youngman acknowledged.
Reeves ducked down and grabbed some of the fallen corpses. Because the bodies were occasionally popping back up to life, it was hard to tell the difference. Reeves used the living ones anyway. He piled them up just enough to reached the platform and pulled the other two away from what they were doing. "LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE" Reeves and Wallace climbed up the pile of half-living corpses, Youngman did the same but backwards, so that he could shoot at the zombies on the way up. Reeves swung the new gun he found, aptly named the Telefragger, in front of him and gave it a couple of shots, "THIS THING WORKS PRETTY GOOD."
They scrambled into the next room. The three felt quite awkward, the last room had been so loud, the bullets, the screaming…other than the groans coming from the undead grunts, and the trio's heavy breathing, there wasn't much noise at all.
A narrow hallway, lined with mops, wastebaskets, and tool kits, lay ahead of them. Youngman gasped for air, "I can't fight anymore. My power armor is pretty much dead. A couple more bullets and I'm out of this life for good."
Reeves shuffled around some junk, "Maybe we can find a battery or something…"
"I'll be down there. Remember we gotta get the electrical supplies to open that door."
Three. They were the only three. Three out of eight. They don't even remember losing the others. Maybe they weren't dead. Maybe they just got set off. Who knows? Right now all they had to care about was deactivated the slipgates. How were they supposed to go at that again? One of the soldiers remembered hearing something about sending scientists in?
"I got some!" Wallace's hand flew up, grasping some wires and other miscellaneous pieces.
"Got any batteries in there?" Youngman yelled from down the hall.
"Maybe"
Reeves shuffled through some more junk and walked to the end of the hall with Youngman.
Wallace lie on the floor. Stretching pieces of wire here and there, plugging sockets in, and holding screws in place. "Okay, maybe one or two more…" Wallace tinkered around some more. "There. Beyond this door should be the prime technology development room, where we came from. Once we are there we'll flip the switch to the door again and hope things go well.
After digging through some rubble and debris they made it to the prime technology development room. Reeves headed to the control room and flicked some switches. The door rose about an inch and fell down again. "SHIT! What went wrong?" Wallace yelled. Reeves responded from the enclosed control room "Says here the battery's out" He said it over the megaphone speaker just for fun. "I'll have to go back to the equipment room" Wallace said, "We'll need another power source." He walked to the left back into the dark hallway.
He heard something. Wallace raised his head. It sounded like breathing "Youngman you haven't recuperated from back there, yet?!" Wallace looked around. The breathing got a little louder. Reeves and Youngman heard it too. They turned their heads.
"Uhh, Wallace?"
"Yeah, Youngman?"
"We got a little problem here…"
"Yeah I know, we are going to need to use someone's power armor to open this damn door."
"No, I mean a serious problem."