Three days had passed since we met Richtofen. I don't think there is any single word to describe him. Sometimes he is happy as Hitler in a room of Jews. Other times he is as angry and annoyed as the Jews would be. I have grown used to waking to the sounds of zombie moans and growls. Richtofen doesn't bother much with fortifications. Just some boarded up windows and blockaded doors. The one good thing about this guy: The weapons. He has one thing he calls the Wonder Waffe. It shoots lighting that chains from one zombie to the next. It kills up to ten zombies at once! He also has a Ray Gun! This guy is pretty OK for a Nazi.
Hoffman and Blackthorn were suspicious at first, but when they saw the Ray Gun shoot its first green burst and blow a zombies head clean off, they were hooked. Peter and Richtofen seem to have been pretty close in the past... I wonder what the connection is.
Over the past few days Richtofen has been explaining the zombies. Hitler was trying to make a super soldier, but the experiments went to shit when the super soldier program was successful. How ironic. The program went in flying colors. It was incredible. They could take a double barrel shotgun to the head and survive! But it just figures they couldn't be controlled and went crazy, killing everyone who got in their way. Those poor, sick bastards!
About a week before the zombies began their domination campaign, Richtofen screwed up. Bad. Edward Richtofen was the assistant to Dr. Ludvig Maxis. Maxis had a daughter named Samantha, and she had a dog named Fluffy. Fluffy was about to have puppies when Richtofen locked Maxis, Samantha and Fluffy in a prototype teleportation chamber. They never came back out at the mainframe. Except Fluffy. She had puppies while between dimensions and that resulted in the teleporting, flaming Hell Hounds we have come to know and love. Damn things!
Maxis and Samantha weren't lucky enough to be able to come back to this dimension, but they haven't passed onto the next either. They are in a state of limbo. The voice we heard when the dogs attacked: Maxis. I haven't heard Samantha yet, but maybe that's a good thing.
Little Sammy is kind of like the ring leader of the zombies. She controls them like puppets, wielding a marionette of mass slaughter. She is the key. Ever since Richtofen shared this piece of information, I have been thinking. If we can avenge her wrathful spirit, maybe she will leave, and the zombies will go with her. I have been thinking about every opening to stab our Nazi friend in the back, but he never leaves himself vulnerable. Damn him!
Five days after meeting Richtofen he shows us his teleporter. I don't mean like the kind in a bad sci-fi movie. This is the real deal.
"And zis is ze teleporter." Richtofen said in his rough German accent.
Blackthorn looked on in amazement. "A teleporter? No way! Imposable!" He gasped in amazement. The teleporter looks like a bell. I'm not sure if its safe but why not try it out? Richtofen attempts to explain to us how it works, but all the science goes straight over my head. I only half listen, my thoughts filled with zombies, dogs and little dead girls.
Six days after the teleporter, we get to try it out. We are going to be sent to the secret Nazi facility called Der Reise, or The Giant in English. We all take out pick of weapons before we leave. I'm going to face the zombie horde with an MG42 and a ray gun. Thank God he could supply four ray guns. he isn't coming with us and I will miss him. Weird. Never thought I would miss an insane Nazi doctor.
As Richtofen fires up the teleporter I take inventory. We each have grenades, flares and Ray Guns. We have an MG42, Peter has a Browning, Blackthorn has a PPSH and Hoffman has an MP40.
We step into the teleporter, the door sliding shut behind us. Richtofen gives us the German salute and Hoffman responds with his middle finger. Before we can see Richthofen's response, there is a blinding blue flash of light and we are gone. Within five seconds we are In another teleporter. As the door slides open Hoffman stumbles out a vomits. "Never. Again." He heaves. We all step out, dizzy.
"Holy shit." I murmur. We are sorounded by zombies. Hoffman stands up and cocks his gun. "After you!"