Half Life Hazard Course
Part 5
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Auston held tightly on the trigger of the Rifle, the corridor leading to the elevator was
littered with dead bodies and mutilated body parts. He and Isist cleared the bodies earlier on and dump them in the Store Room. What did all of this was what was troubling Auston.
His anger was still there, earlier on, Dr Corbell accidentally revealed he knew something was going on, but refused to talk. Isist, threaten him with the Rifle but Corbell claimed the 'Administrator' was watching him and would give him a fate worst than death.
Corbell did not comply, and Isist shot him. Auston was too shocked to react, Isist accused
Corbell and called him a traitor and said that he could not be trusted. But what if Corbell was
telling the truth, that without his help, it was impossible to get out of here? Skimmers had shot their only chance at survival.
He placed aside all there questions in his mind, and focus on his job. To get Skimmers the
Floating Chair so that they could all get out of here.
The elevator door opened, the floor was painted red, on the lobby desk laid a security guard,
blood dripping from his mouth. A nearby Scientist laid on the floor, there was no chest movement.
Auston carefully took a step forward. Something was wrong.....he knew it....something was really
wrong....the security guard had claw like slashes on his face, there was a hole in the scientist
chest, the guts inside was gone, there was no blood flowing from his body. Like his body had been drained of blood.
Auston pulled his face away, and followed the sign which said 'Dormatory'.
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60 Miles away from Black Mesa....
"Hey Joe, have you seen flying saucers lately?" Boston said, as he walked into the Cafe.
"No man, it's a desert out here. It aint Roswell." He took a sip from his beer
"Come out here and I'll show you what i mean..." He stepped back out into the blazing sun.
Joe followed him, he placed his hands over his eyes to cut out the glare. In the distant sky, he
could see helicopters, jets, Ospreys, they were all heading South.
"Woah, like a military operation..." Joe commented "This ain't World War 3 is it?"
"Nope....looks like one of the Governments cover ups again...."
"Yeah, it's heading for that restricted zone. The one hidden in the canyons. The old missile base ..." Joe said.
"So? What are we gonna do?" Boston asked. "Tell the media?"
"Yeah, like they'll do a damm thing...."
"Why? Why are you so concern over this....cover up?"
"It's for Charlie....The Soldiers took over his house today, they killed him. I saw them shoving
him into the Ranch. He never came out...." Boston said bitterly.
Boston opened his arms to show Joe. He held a locket. It belong to Charlie....in his was his
picture with his daughter...Boston used his other hand and dug into his pocket. He took out
something from his pocket.
"What's that?" Joe asked.
Boston opened his palm. On it was bullets, used up bullets, it's shell empty. Joe lifted one and
looked on it's symbol.
US Military '5.56x45mm NATO'
"Oh my....the Military! How could they do this! They'll pay for this!"
"Yes....I have my guns ready in the back. I'll drive you to your house, get you favourite guns. Leave a note for your wife, you might never see her again."
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"Arr.....the floating chair..." Auston exclaimed.
Eli's Floating Chair. One of Black Mesa's most successful invention beside the HEV. It uses
magnetic waves to propel itself into the air. It never touched the floor unless it was in shutdown mode. It looked like a normal wheel chair except it had no wheels. Other than that, it had no other options, it was only designed for disabled personnel.
Auston pushed the chair out of the room, he laid the Rifle on the chair, and walked back towards
the lift....
Blitz!
"What was that?" He turned around.
"Arrrrrr!" A screamed came from one of the rooms! "Arr! Help! Help!.."
Than silences, the light went out. He stood in the dark, his breathing rapid. The red flashing
emergency lights came on, he spotted a shadow that looked like a Human being.
"Thank Goodness I.." He took a step forward. Than he stopped.
He took a step back as the figure stepped forward, it looked like a Human, except, there was some sort of crab creature attached to it's face. Its fingers had mutated into long sharp like claws, the chest was spilt open, exposing guts, the split in the chest was like a mouth, with gashing
teeth.
****
The Zombie stepped forward towards the smell of food. The food was alive...it was live flesh.....
Human flesh....
Part 5
****
Auston held tightly on the trigger of the Rifle, the corridor leading to the elevator was
littered with dead bodies and mutilated body parts. He and Isist cleared the bodies earlier on and dump them in the Store Room. What did all of this was what was troubling Auston.
His anger was still there, earlier on, Dr Corbell accidentally revealed he knew something was going on, but refused to talk. Isist, threaten him with the Rifle but Corbell claimed the 'Administrator' was watching him and would give him a fate worst than death.
Corbell did not comply, and Isist shot him. Auston was too shocked to react, Isist accused
Corbell and called him a traitor and said that he could not be trusted. But what if Corbell was
telling the truth, that without his help, it was impossible to get out of here? Skimmers had shot their only chance at survival.
He placed aside all there questions in his mind, and focus on his job. To get Skimmers the
Floating Chair so that they could all get out of here.
The elevator door opened, the floor was painted red, on the lobby desk laid a security guard,
blood dripping from his mouth. A nearby Scientist laid on the floor, there was no chest movement.
Auston carefully took a step forward. Something was wrong.....he knew it....something was really
wrong....the security guard had claw like slashes on his face, there was a hole in the scientist
chest, the guts inside was gone, there was no blood flowing from his body. Like his body had been drained of blood.
Auston pulled his face away, and followed the sign which said 'Dormatory'.
****
60 Miles away from Black Mesa....
"Hey Joe, have you seen flying saucers lately?" Boston said, as he walked into the Cafe.
"No man, it's a desert out here. It aint Roswell." He took a sip from his beer
"Come out here and I'll show you what i mean..." He stepped back out into the blazing sun.
Joe followed him, he placed his hands over his eyes to cut out the glare. In the distant sky, he
could see helicopters, jets, Ospreys, they were all heading South.
"Woah, like a military operation..." Joe commented "This ain't World War 3 is it?"
"Nope....looks like one of the Governments cover ups again...."
"Yeah, it's heading for that restricted zone. The one hidden in the canyons. The old missile base ..." Joe said.
"So? What are we gonna do?" Boston asked. "Tell the media?"
"Yeah, like they'll do a damm thing...."
"Why? Why are you so concern over this....cover up?"
"It's for Charlie....The Soldiers took over his house today, they killed him. I saw them shoving
him into the Ranch. He never came out...." Boston said bitterly.
Boston opened his arms to show Joe. He held a locket. It belong to Charlie....in his was his
picture with his daughter...Boston used his other hand and dug into his pocket. He took out
something from his pocket.
"What's that?" Joe asked.
Boston opened his palm. On it was bullets, used up bullets, it's shell empty. Joe lifted one and
looked on it's symbol.
US Military '5.56x45mm NATO'
"Oh my....the Military! How could they do this! They'll pay for this!"
"Yes....I have my guns ready in the back. I'll drive you to your house, get you favourite guns. Leave a note for your wife, you might never see her again."
****
"Arr.....the floating chair..." Auston exclaimed.
Eli's Floating Chair. One of Black Mesa's most successful invention beside the HEV. It uses
magnetic waves to propel itself into the air. It never touched the floor unless it was in shutdown mode. It looked like a normal wheel chair except it had no wheels. Other than that, it had no other options, it was only designed for disabled personnel.
Auston pushed the chair out of the room, he laid the Rifle on the chair, and walked back towards
the lift....
Blitz!
"What was that?" He turned around.
"Arrrrrr!" A screamed came from one of the rooms! "Arr! Help! Help!.."
Than silences, the light went out. He stood in the dark, his breathing rapid. The red flashing
emergency lights came on, he spotted a shadow that looked like a Human being.
"Thank Goodness I.." He took a step forward. Than he stopped.
He took a step back as the figure stepped forward, it looked like a Human, except, there was some sort of crab creature attached to it's face. Its fingers had mutated into long sharp like claws, the chest was spilt open, exposing guts, the split in the chest was like a mouth, with gashing
teeth.
****
The Zombie stepped forward towards the smell of food. The food was alive...it was live flesh.....
Human flesh....