Chapter 9: Break time
I had grabbed some more rounds for my shotgun, since I was out for my assault rifle, I made my way down to section D, about halfway there, I realized something, I haven't been attacked for the past 20 minutes, I was wondering what was going on so I stopped, and looked around. Then something filled the air.
"Sniff sniff……..I smell detergent"
I turned around, and an even bigger giant alien was there, ready to chomp my head off. Right before it could though.
"Break Time!!!"
It got a confused look in its face, as I took it by the arm.
"C'mon, let's go grab a coffee."
I sat him down on the floor, and found a coffee machine a bit off, and served us both cups. There was an awkward silence for awhile, I decided to break it.
"So……how's life err I mean death?"
He then surprised me, by talking like an Englishman.
"Well, old chap, you should know, that eating people isn't the neatest thing in the world, I mean you get blood stains everywhere….I say, this is good coffee."
"Yeah, I know"
After about 10 minutes have passed.
"Well, I guess we should get back to work."
"I say, I'm sorry that I have to kill you, you were such pleasant company chap"
"Ummm, yeah, hold that pose for a second"
I went a grabbed a chain gun off the weapon rack about 20 feet away.
I then turned and faced him and pointed it into his face.
"Ready?"
"I say, Of course I'm ready!"
"Action!"
I then filled his face with so many bullets it looked like the fourth of July, and he fell over dead.
"By the way, I hated your English accent"
I then walked away, and continued to section D.