CHAPTER 4
Jack looked at his surroundings. He saw a glass cage on a wall holding guns and ammunition. That was the only thing he could rely on to survive. He looked back at the cop who was staring in horror at the screens. He looked as if he were paralyzed. Jack took his knife and slammed it into the glass which shattered. Jack grabbed all he could. He grabbed a shotgun holding, and strapped it to his leg putting a shotgun in it. He also grabbed a machine gun with a strap strapping it to his back. The last two things he grabbed were two hand guns putting them in his hand gun holsters. He loaded all the guns until they were full. Jack took all the extra ammunition and put it into a strap on bag he found. Jack was all set until he saw the cop go rigid and started staggering to him. He grabbed a hand gun from one of his holsters, and pointed it at the cop.
"Stay back. I'm warning you. If you take one more step, I'm pulling the trigger," Jack threatened. The cop didn't listen. Jack fired one shot which hit him in the head. The cop fell to the ground lifeless. Jack was by himself now. He had to find a way to send Hell back. He was going to have to get back to the helicopter, and fly back to Detroit. Jack ran for back the way he came opening a door. Fire was everywhere along with some caved in pipes from the ceiling. Jack knew if he went through here he'd die from the fire. It looked like a lot more than just fire in front of him. Jack closed the door. He ran back to the screens tapping the mapping route button. On a big screen showed a map through the base. Jack was scanning to find a way back to the helicopter that wasn't the way he came. He found a route, but it was going to be extremely long. It went around everything and back to the helicopter. Jack realized this was his only choice; he would die if he went through the other way. Jack was going to have to; besides, there could be people that needed Jack's help. Jack took out his shotgun cocking it. He walked up to the other door to the room very slowly fearing what was behind it. God, please don't let it be a monster. Jack prayed. He kicked the door down readying his gun. There was nothing there at the moment. Jack ran through the hallways. He ran into another one when he saw a pipe leak, and fire was going everywhere on the ceiling. As long as Jack stayed low, he should be fine. He passed the fire hearing a strange noise, so he turned around. A huge monster crawled out of the pipe jumping down to the floor. Jack realized that this was the one that threw fireballs. Jack dove dodging a fireball barely. Jack slid on the ground turning over firing his shotgun. A huge bullet wound took place in the monster's shoulder. It screamed an utmost unpleasant scream bending down clutching its wound. Jack put the barrel to his shotgun to the monster's head, and cocked.
"Hey dick! It's time to go back from where you came," Jack said firing the gun. The monster's head blew off. The body fell to the floor vanishing into thin s if it were being turned inside out. Jack thought this was gross. He turned back around to see two more of those straggling zombies. But they were going faster, and had guns. Jack dove forward firing his shotgun. He hit each of them with two shots. They fell to the floor. Jack got up walking to the next room with his gun ready. Jack walked into the next room to see two of the fireball monsters. One coming at each side. They were slowly walking forward. Jack fired at one. He missed. He fired again. It hit it in the stomach which didn't do too much damage. Jack squeezed the trigger again. It hit it in the arm. It still didn't do too much. Jack pulled the trigger once more hitting it in the leg. That didn't stop it. Jack squeezed again to see he was out of ammo. Jack forgot about the other one coming from behind. They were closing in. The on he shot raised its claw. Jack dropped to the floor taking out his two handguns. The one brought its claw down onto the other one by accident. The other one screamed disappearing into thin air. Jack fired one of his guns from the ground straight up. It went straight through its chin going through its head. The monster screamed disappearing. That was a close one. Jack took his shotgun reloading it with the ammo in his bag. He put his handguns back in their holsters. Jack cocked his shotgun slowly walking again into the next room.
