The exited into the grand hall and Damon easily killed the zombies with his
Katana. The group just stepped back and watched as Damon sliced the
zombies heads off. When he was finished he sheathed his Katana and turned
around to face everyone looking at him in amazment.
"What?" Damon asked.
"How did you learn to fight like that?" asked Jason.
"I... um.... That isn't important right now, right now what is important is finding a way out of here." Said Damon, trying to weasel out of the question.
"Alright, we split up into two groups, Damon, Jason, Joseph, Cameron, Scott, Mick, and James, you guys go east and check out that side of the police station, and Mark, Mike, T.J., Jack, Johnson, David, and myself will go and see what is below. Everyone will meet in this room in 1 hour, got that?" asked Davis.
Everyone nodded, and they split up into their groups and were off. Mark and his group walked to a back door and went through it, while Damon's group went through one in the front.
"Do you think that we will find a way out of here?" asked Davis, sounding insecure.
"I don't know Commander," replied Mark.
The continued to walk and when they suddenly hit a door that was locked. They tried picking it and it still didn't open, so T.J. cut out the door handle using a portable electrical cutter. They opened the door and were overwhelmed with about 20 zombies. Everyone immediately opened fire. Mark went down the hallway and kicked another door open that led to a staircase.
"THIS WAY!" yelled Mark, once again saving everyone's life. By the time that they closed the door and T.J. had welded the lock, the noticed that they had lost Mike, Jack, and Johnson in the attack.
"Shit we lost Johnson and Mike!" said Mark.
"And Jack," added David.
Mark continued down the stairs and soon the last of his team followed. They were in a parking garage, there were dead bodies lying halfway out of car doors. The walked to the back of the garage and opened the metal door. It was an electrical lock but the electricity seemed to be out at the time.
"Damn it, I don't think we can get back to the grand hall this way," said Mark, noticing that they had found a way out but couldn't contact the others.
Then, they heard a scream, then gunshots, and another scream, and another, until finally the screaming stopped and they had counted 6 screams altogether. They hoped that it wasn't the other team, but who else could it be? They continued down the hallway and passed 5 or six doors. The finally found a manhole cover. Just as T.J. as cutting the lock off, Damon fell from a ceiling vent and landed right on David.
"Damon," said Mark, kneeling down and shaking Damon, "Where is the rest of the team, where are my men?!?!"
"Some giant skinless monster killed them, sliced their heads off with it's tongue.." coughed Damon.
"Shit, so your telling me that out of 14 men, we only have five left? THAT IS SHIT!" yelled Mark, punching the wall.
"Mark, we should go it sounds like those zombies we faced earlier just broke through that door." Suggested T.J. dropping down into the manhole.
The rest of the team followed and Mark, hearing the zombies getting closer, jumped down into the manhole, allowing T.J. to weld it shut. They continued, slushing through the knee deep murky waters of the sewer. Suddenly something dropped from the ceiling and landed ontop of David. There was a struggle, the sound of splashing water. Davis shot at the noises barely being able to see anything.
The splashing stopped and there was a loud, high pitched, screaming noise and then silence. Mark clicked on a flashlight and the beam was shining on a dead, David, and next to him was a giant spider.
"Holy shit!" swore T.J.
Davis shot the spider a few more times and then pushed by David's dead body. They rest of the team did the same. About 15 minutes they found a ladder and Mark was the first up. He pushed open the manhole cover and peeked up. It was the middle of the street. There were no zombies around that Mark could see, so he climbed out, being cautious. He aimed his M16 around while the others climbed out.
"There is the hospital!" exclaimed Davis pointing to a giant white building that was about 30 stories high.
"That's gonna be a long walk to the top, especially if that thing is filled with zombies." Said Damon his and on his Katana's handle.
The walked to the hospital and entered through broken glass doors. They tried the elevator, but there was no electricity. So they went to the stair well and went up the stairs.
"How are you supposed to contact your helicopter, if you make it to the roof early?" asked Mark
"We lost our communications expert before we met you, so we have to wait until our three hours expires, which does in about 30 minutes." Replied Davis.
The continued up the stair well and found it blocked about 25 stories up. So they entered the door that led to the 25 floor. The looked around at the level and everything was scattered about, papers and bodies on the floor. They walked down the hallway, when some of the dead started to come alive.
"Shit, we need to get out of here, they are coming alive!" said T.J. sounding worried.
"Alright guys, we are running low on ammo, so only shoot them if the get to close, and make sure that you hit them in the head." Ordered Mark.
As the continued to walk down the hallway, shots rang out every so often, and a thump of a dead body hitting the floor could be heard. The walked through a medical lab with chemicals and they shut all the doors.
"Ok we have about 5 minutes before those zombies find away in, now in a building this big, don't you thing that there would a another stairwell?" Mark asked.
"Yea, it's just a matter of finding and getting to it alive," replied Davis.
"Well there aren't many zombies out there, yet." Said Damon.
"Yea but not many can turn into hundreds, real fast, they just have to smell fresh flesh and they will come from the rest of the hospital." Said Davis.
"Your right Davis, any ideas where that second stair well might be?" asked Mark, but before he could answer, 3 of the four doors broke down and 30 zombies came rushing in.
In an act to conserve ammo, the retreated out of the lab and back into the hallway. The ran down the hallway until Mark skidded to a stop.
"Here it is!" he exclaimed. He opened the door and they went in. T.J. welded the lock shut and pounding could be heard coming from the other side of the door. The continued up the stairwell.
"What?" Damon asked.
"How did you learn to fight like that?" asked Jason.
"I... um.... That isn't important right now, right now what is important is finding a way out of here." Said Damon, trying to weasel out of the question.
"Alright, we split up into two groups, Damon, Jason, Joseph, Cameron, Scott, Mick, and James, you guys go east and check out that side of the police station, and Mark, Mike, T.J., Jack, Johnson, David, and myself will go and see what is below. Everyone will meet in this room in 1 hour, got that?" asked Davis.
Everyone nodded, and they split up into their groups and were off. Mark and his group walked to a back door and went through it, while Damon's group went through one in the front.
"Do you think that we will find a way out of here?" asked Davis, sounding insecure.
"I don't know Commander," replied Mark.
The continued to walk and when they suddenly hit a door that was locked. They tried picking it and it still didn't open, so T.J. cut out the door handle using a portable electrical cutter. They opened the door and were overwhelmed with about 20 zombies. Everyone immediately opened fire. Mark went down the hallway and kicked another door open that led to a staircase.
"THIS WAY!" yelled Mark, once again saving everyone's life. By the time that they closed the door and T.J. had welded the lock, the noticed that they had lost Mike, Jack, and Johnson in the attack.
"Shit we lost Johnson and Mike!" said Mark.
"And Jack," added David.
Mark continued down the stairs and soon the last of his team followed. They were in a parking garage, there were dead bodies lying halfway out of car doors. The walked to the back of the garage and opened the metal door. It was an electrical lock but the electricity seemed to be out at the time.
"Damn it, I don't think we can get back to the grand hall this way," said Mark, noticing that they had found a way out but couldn't contact the others.
Then, they heard a scream, then gunshots, and another scream, and another, until finally the screaming stopped and they had counted 6 screams altogether. They hoped that it wasn't the other team, but who else could it be? They continued down the hallway and passed 5 or six doors. The finally found a manhole cover. Just as T.J. as cutting the lock off, Damon fell from a ceiling vent and landed right on David.
"Damon," said Mark, kneeling down and shaking Damon, "Where is the rest of the team, where are my men?!?!"
"Some giant skinless monster killed them, sliced their heads off with it's tongue.." coughed Damon.
"Shit, so your telling me that out of 14 men, we only have five left? THAT IS SHIT!" yelled Mark, punching the wall.
"Mark, we should go it sounds like those zombies we faced earlier just broke through that door." Suggested T.J. dropping down into the manhole.
The rest of the team followed and Mark, hearing the zombies getting closer, jumped down into the manhole, allowing T.J. to weld it shut. They continued, slushing through the knee deep murky waters of the sewer. Suddenly something dropped from the ceiling and landed ontop of David. There was a struggle, the sound of splashing water. Davis shot at the noises barely being able to see anything.
The splashing stopped and there was a loud, high pitched, screaming noise and then silence. Mark clicked on a flashlight and the beam was shining on a dead, David, and next to him was a giant spider.
"Holy shit!" swore T.J.
Davis shot the spider a few more times and then pushed by David's dead body. They rest of the team did the same. About 15 minutes they found a ladder and Mark was the first up. He pushed open the manhole cover and peeked up. It was the middle of the street. There were no zombies around that Mark could see, so he climbed out, being cautious. He aimed his M16 around while the others climbed out.
"There is the hospital!" exclaimed Davis pointing to a giant white building that was about 30 stories high.
"That's gonna be a long walk to the top, especially if that thing is filled with zombies." Said Damon his and on his Katana's handle.
The walked to the hospital and entered through broken glass doors. They tried the elevator, but there was no electricity. So they went to the stair well and went up the stairs.
"How are you supposed to contact your helicopter, if you make it to the roof early?" asked Mark
"We lost our communications expert before we met you, so we have to wait until our three hours expires, which does in about 30 minutes." Replied Davis.
The continued up the stair well and found it blocked about 25 stories up. So they entered the door that led to the 25 floor. The looked around at the level and everything was scattered about, papers and bodies on the floor. They walked down the hallway, when some of the dead started to come alive.
"Shit, we need to get out of here, they are coming alive!" said T.J. sounding worried.
"Alright guys, we are running low on ammo, so only shoot them if the get to close, and make sure that you hit them in the head." Ordered Mark.
As the continued to walk down the hallway, shots rang out every so often, and a thump of a dead body hitting the floor could be heard. The walked through a medical lab with chemicals and they shut all the doors.
"Ok we have about 5 minutes before those zombies find away in, now in a building this big, don't you thing that there would a another stairwell?" Mark asked.
"Yea, it's just a matter of finding and getting to it alive," replied Davis.
"Well there aren't many zombies out there, yet." Said Damon.
"Yea but not many can turn into hundreds, real fast, they just have to smell fresh flesh and they will come from the rest of the hospital." Said Davis.
"Your right Davis, any ideas where that second stair well might be?" asked Mark, but before he could answer, 3 of the four doors broke down and 30 zombies came rushing in.
In an act to conserve ammo, the retreated out of the lab and back into the hallway. The ran down the hallway until Mark skidded to a stop.
"Here it is!" he exclaimed. He opened the door and they went in. T.J. welded the lock shut and pounding could be heard coming from the other side of the door. The continued up the stairwell.