A/N: To EnyoGraeae, I am sorry to confuse, I meant that the guy looked like he was going to turn inside out. Hope you like the next chapter!
Chapter Ten:
Tink felt herself getting nauseous. Not only was Goat dead, but so was Mack. She couldn't believe it when she had seen him. Tink grabbed Reaper's upper arm to steady herself.
This was unbelievable. They were better than this! They were the RRTS! And they were dropping like flies.
Sarge had taken Tink with him to get something with a little more "kick" what that was Tink didn't know.
She had an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach as well. Pinkie was to blow a grenade in the arc room should a monster get through. They would never get home. Tink didn't really have anyone ringing their hands waiting for her safe return home but it was still home. This place made her feel like a rat in a maze she wanted to be outside one more time in her life.
She looked around the armoury again as Sarge went into a back room he got to open with one of the dead doctor's hands. Tink looked at the wall and saw something.
She went over and pulled off her ruined flat jacket then tactical jacket until she was just in her old grey tank top. She pulled down a jacket from the wall. It was black with sweater like sleeves but leather body that looked like it was stuffed with down. She zipped up the front and felt it on her. It fitted her form nicely without constricting her.
"You ready?" She turned and saw Sarge with a massive gun in his hands. Tink smirked.
"Yeah," At that moment they heard a commotion on their comm.'s. Tink looked at Sarge.
"Come on," They both broke out into a run.
A/N: Yeah I know it is really short, but I gotta re-rent the movie and get some stuff straight in my head. Hope you liked it though.