Chapter Three: So It Begins…
John forced the elevator doors at the surface open and looked down at the long fall
below him.
"These guys better be worth saving."
He leapt into the elevator shaft, holding on to the cables and sliding down. His rifle
dangling by his side with the strap over his shoulder.
Her team scoped out the surrounding space while she stood and looked down at a seven
year old looking boy with half his face bitten off and his entrails splattered up the wall
behind him. She tried to hide the disgust from her face as she turned away to look at the
scientists. Just as she was about to say something a shadow shot across the wall.
"Radnor, Phillips. Check it out, and be careful."
This place was starting to creep her out. The rest of her team reported back to her when
rifle fire and shouting echoed out.
"Fuck."
She ran in the direction of the sound and turned a corner to see Phillips being dragged
off round a corner with his bottom jaw missing. Radnor lay on the floor next to her
against a wall half unconscious. She pulled him up right and checked him for any major
wounds before looking over in the direction that Phillips was pulled off in to spot his
jaw on the ground. Grimacing and turning back to Radnor she slapped him a few times
round the face trying to wake him up. Her team scoped the area then looked down at
Radnor. Another shadow traces the wall quickly.
"Jakes, get Radnor on his feet and find out what happened here."
Tessa stands and looks over at the wall the shadow just shifted over.
"Pair off. Scope out this entire place, I want to know what the FUCK that thing is!"
John steps out of the elevator doors and scopes round to see the scientists huddled up
across the room from him and Tessa standing guarding them. He steps to the side so the
elevator door closes and he starts checking for any other forms of life.
"Back to the elevator…now."
He looks over to see the scientists heading his way followed by Sergeant Rains so he
ducks round a corner, staying out of sight and silent.
She was getting fed up of babysitting these bloody scientists now. They are meant to be
trained to be able to look after themselves a little bit at least but they were clinging to
her like a baby ape. The sound of shuffling feet heading her way caused her to think of
the situation in hand. The silhouette of a man made its way over to her slowly from a
dark corridor.
"Sir? Are you alright? Sir?"
She forced her eyes to focus on the man's features to see that his cheek had been ripped
open and half of his ribcage was missing along with his organs.
"Holy shit."