Hello! It's me, the writer. I would like to apologize for the amount of time it took to put Chapter 2 up. But its up now, and I'm going to work from there to create as good of a horror story as I can! Also, sorry about how I didn't explain the team members. I had writers-block and couldn't think of good descriptions for them. But I will in this chapter. Well, enjoy reading! Reviews would be appreciated! Oh, the story has been bumped down to T. I'm going to not put in tons of violence, but enough to make the story good.
"No clue. But I want to know what this arm is. " David replied as he prodded the scaly green arm with curiosity and fear. "What were you shooting at David? Or were you just shooting for no reason because you love that gun." Jesse continued as he glanced at the bullet casings lying on the floor with one eyebrow raised. "Pfft. You wish scumbag. I saw some freaky thing run across the corridor. What's it to you?" David answered as he started to walk down the corridor: wires and shards of metal falling on his shoulders and head as he pushed the wrecked parts out of his way. "Wait up tough guy!" Jesse shouted as he stood up and started walking behind David, his eyes straying at a large hole in the ceiling. David stopped cold in the middle of the hall, his head slightly cocked to the right as if he was listening for something. "Watch it man!" Jesse moaned as he walked into David; who wasn't paying attention to what was in his path. "Shut up Twinkle toes! Just shut up and listen!" David screamed as he heard something crawl rapidly over them through the vents. "What the…?" Jesse mumbled as he heard something hiss at them from the vents. "Get down." David said calmly. "What?" Jesse replied as he looked up at the vents. "Get on the freaking floor!" David screamed as he pushed Jesse forward onto his face on the floor. Then he quickly pointed his chain gun to the vents and opened fire, a cloud of heavy lead bullets tearing through the weak aluminum vent system. The sounds of something screaming and hissing could be heard over the sounds of the gun firing.
From two stories up in a Kitchen area Alex and Brandon could hear the gunshots. "What's going on?" Brandon yelled as he pulled out his Handgun. He held it to his chest and leaned against a fridge. "I don't know. We should move, now! We have to reach the Armory. Obviously we aren't alone…" Alex replied hastily as he ran out of the kitchen room and into an Elevator across the hall, Brandon falling directly behind him. "Brandon!" Alex screamed as he saw something pulling him into a vent on the floor. "Oh no! Help me, hel- AHH!" Brandon was pulled into the vent very swiftly. His screams could be heard as he was dragged through a system of vents and pipes. Alex dropped the flashlight he was holding and fell on the ground in a sitting position, his face showing a frightened expression. His hands were shaking as he pulled out his handgun from its black leather holster. "What was that…?" He thought as he slowly stood up, pressing the 1st floor button. "I have to warn the others…" He yelled as he pulled out his radio, looking at it with a worried expression.