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Chapter Four: Daryl
Danny, Celia, and Muffy slowly made their way towards Daryl's laboratory. Danny raised his shotgun slowly.
"Daryl?"
There was some smashing sounds. Something clattered on the floor inside.
"I've got a bad feeling about this..." Muffy said.
"We've gotta look..." Danny said, taking a deep breath. "Someone may still be alive."
"Do people alive in these situations make loud noises that could attract zombies?" Muffy pointed out.
"Daryl could. He's a mad scientist," Danny stated.
Muffy fell silent. Danny did have a point.
"You guys wait there," Danny said. "I'll check it out. If I'm bitten by a zombie, get as far away from me as you can. There will be nothing you can do to save me. Understood?"
Celia and Muffy slowly nodded, taking a few steps back.
Danny took another deep breath. "Here we go."
He reached for the doorknob, and slowly turned it. There was a click. Danny pushed the door open.
Nothing ran out at him. That was a good sign. But it was also bad in a way. It meant that he had to go inside. Danny took a step into the lab. All the noise had ceased the second he touched the doorknob, it seems. He stepped into the lab and looked around. Nothing was there.
"What the hell was making all that noise?" Danny said aloud.
There was a noise inside a closet. Danny turned.
"Who's there?"
"Its me, Daryl! Who is that?"
"Me, Danny! The farm owner?"
"Ah, yes, that guy! Did you dispose of the zombie?"
Danny heard a sudden growling, and knew at once it was the zombie. He turned to see Doctor Hardy raise from underneath a lab table, his skin just as pale and bloody as all the other zombies. Danny raised his shotgun.
"Doctor, you don't want me to do this!" he yelled.
"You didn't kill the zombie?!" came Daryl's shout from inside the closet. "Thats no surprise! Just kill it fast and help me out afterwards!"
Hardy made his move. Danny dived out of his way, and Hardy hit the wall. He slid down to the floor in a heap. Danny pulled the trigger, but he realized he forgot to reload his shotgun the last time he fired it.
Quickly he tried to reload another shell into it. Hardy was getting back up, snarling. Danny fumbled with the shell, and dropped it.
"Shit!" he shouted. Quickly he looked around, grabbed a vial with some red material looking strangely like blood, and threw it. It shattered on Hardy's torso, and did not affect him in any way.
Danny picked up the shell and ran down to the other end of the building, loading the shell into the shotgun as he went. Hardy shoved the table out of the way, stomping after.
The shell finally loaded, Danny raised his shotgun and took aim.
"Take this, you undead bastard!!!" He fired. Hardy fell crippled with a shotgun shell in his head. Danny reloaded his shotgun again, when Daryl shouted, "Did you kill him, or vice versa?"
"I'm fine!" Danny shouted back.
"Goody," Daryl said. "Now, if you don't mind, would you get me out of here? The door kinda jammed when that bald, no pantsed asswipe started assaulting it with his fists."
"Sure. You might want to stand back, though."
Danny aimed his shotgun at the door, and fired, sending the doorknob to oblivion and opening the door a crack. Daryl pushed it open, and let himself out.
"Thank you, Daniel. But now I need a new closet door..."
"That won't be the only thing you'll be needing..." Danny remarked, looking around in the trashed lab.
"Yes, well, if we live, I'll make note of it," Daryl muttered. "Is there anyone else?"
"Yes, actually. Celia and Muffy."
"Who?"
"Just come on..."
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They stepped outside. Celia and Muffy were waiting there, obviously they were not disturbed by any zombies.
"Danny! Are you okay?" Muffy called out as they emerged.
"I found Doctor Hardy," Danny said disgustedly.
Muffy didn't get the hint. "Oh, good! Is he still inside? I need to give him this bag I found with his name on i-"
"He won't be taking it back... he's dead."
Muffy lowered the bag. "Oh..."
"We can keep that," Daryl pointed out. "Its a doctor's bag, yes? It might have medical appliances for those wounded."
"Good idea," Celia said. "Muffy, search it."
Muffy pulled out objects. "Hmmm... Bandage packs, medicine for Galen, Asprin - we'll be needing that - more bandages, some shot injectors, Hardy's wallet..."
"I'll take that," said Daryl, swiping the wallet from Muffy's grasp.
"...yeah, nothing else really here," Muffy concluded. "Come on, we gotta get somewhere safe."
"Correction: We need to find and help more people," Danny said. "There were only 4 Zombies we killed, there must be more people still alive."
"Where are we gonna go?" Celia questioned.
"Let's try Romana's Villa," Daryl suggested. "It's a villa, the people there might be safe."
"Just how could they be safe?" Muffy asked sarcastically.
"Think about it, Muffy," Celia said. "Sebastian could have locked the doors."
"But there are still windows," Muffy pointed out.
"Guys, lets just shut up and go check things out," Danny said irratively. "If they're dead, well, we'll find out."
"Good point," Daryl said. "Lets just hope they aren't."
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Chapter Four: Daryl
Danny, Celia, and Muffy slowly made their way towards Daryl's laboratory. Danny raised his shotgun slowly.
"Daryl?"
There was some smashing sounds. Something clattered on the floor inside.
"I've got a bad feeling about this..." Muffy said.
"We've gotta look..." Danny said, taking a deep breath. "Someone may still be alive."
"Do people alive in these situations make loud noises that could attract zombies?" Muffy pointed out.
"Daryl could. He's a mad scientist," Danny stated.
Muffy fell silent. Danny did have a point.
"You guys wait there," Danny said. "I'll check it out. If I'm bitten by a zombie, get as far away from me as you can. There will be nothing you can do to save me. Understood?"
Celia and Muffy slowly nodded, taking a few steps back.
Danny took another deep breath. "Here we go."
He reached for the doorknob, and slowly turned it. There was a click. Danny pushed the door open.
Nothing ran out at him. That was a good sign. But it was also bad in a way. It meant that he had to go inside. Danny took a step into the lab. All the noise had ceased the second he touched the doorknob, it seems. He stepped into the lab and looked around. Nothing was there.
"What the hell was making all that noise?" Danny said aloud.
There was a noise inside a closet. Danny turned.
"Who's there?"
"Its me, Daryl! Who is that?"
"Me, Danny! The farm owner?"
"Ah, yes, that guy! Did you dispose of the zombie?"
Danny heard a sudden growling, and knew at once it was the zombie. He turned to see Doctor Hardy raise from underneath a lab table, his skin just as pale and bloody as all the other zombies. Danny raised his shotgun.
"Doctor, you don't want me to do this!" he yelled.
"You didn't kill the zombie?!" came Daryl's shout from inside the closet. "Thats no surprise! Just kill it fast and help me out afterwards!"
Hardy made his move. Danny dived out of his way, and Hardy hit the wall. He slid down to the floor in a heap. Danny pulled the trigger, but he realized he forgot to reload his shotgun the last time he fired it.
Quickly he tried to reload another shell into it. Hardy was getting back up, snarling. Danny fumbled with the shell, and dropped it.
"Shit!" he shouted. Quickly he looked around, grabbed a vial with some red material looking strangely like blood, and threw it. It shattered on Hardy's torso, and did not affect him in any way.
Danny picked up the shell and ran down to the other end of the building, loading the shell into the shotgun as he went. Hardy shoved the table out of the way, stomping after.
The shell finally loaded, Danny raised his shotgun and took aim.
"Take this, you undead bastard!!!" He fired. Hardy fell crippled with a shotgun shell in his head. Danny reloaded his shotgun again, when Daryl shouted, "Did you kill him, or vice versa?"
"I'm fine!" Danny shouted back.
"Goody," Daryl said. "Now, if you don't mind, would you get me out of here? The door kinda jammed when that bald, no pantsed asswipe started assaulting it with his fists."
"Sure. You might want to stand back, though."
Danny aimed his shotgun at the door, and fired, sending the doorknob to oblivion and opening the door a crack. Daryl pushed it open, and let himself out.
"Thank you, Daniel. But now I need a new closet door..."
"That won't be the only thing you'll be needing..." Danny remarked, looking around in the trashed lab.
"Yes, well, if we live, I'll make note of it," Daryl muttered. "Is there anyone else?"
"Yes, actually. Celia and Muffy."
"Who?"
"Just come on..."
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They stepped outside. Celia and Muffy were waiting there, obviously they were not disturbed by any zombies.
"Danny! Are you okay?" Muffy called out as they emerged.
"I found Doctor Hardy," Danny said disgustedly.
Muffy didn't get the hint. "Oh, good! Is he still inside? I need to give him this bag I found with his name on i-"
"He won't be taking it back... he's dead."
Muffy lowered the bag. "Oh..."
"We can keep that," Daryl pointed out. "Its a doctor's bag, yes? It might have medical appliances for those wounded."
"Good idea," Celia said. "Muffy, search it."
Muffy pulled out objects. "Hmmm... Bandage packs, medicine for Galen, Asprin - we'll be needing that - more bandages, some shot injectors, Hardy's wallet..."
"I'll take that," said Daryl, swiping the wallet from Muffy's grasp.
"...yeah, nothing else really here," Muffy concluded. "Come on, we gotta get somewhere safe."
"Correction: We need to find and help more people," Danny said. "There were only 4 Zombies we killed, there must be more people still alive."
"Where are we gonna go?" Celia questioned.
"Let's try Romana's Villa," Daryl suggested. "It's a villa, the people there might be safe."
"Just how could they be safe?" Muffy asked sarcastically.
"Think about it, Muffy," Celia said. "Sebastian could have locked the doors."
"But there are still windows," Muffy pointed out.
"Guys, lets just shut up and go check things out," Danny said irratively. "If they're dead, well, we'll find out."
"Good point," Daryl said. "Lets just hope they aren't."