Chapter 5: Barry
Barry pushed open the closet door. Nothing. He swore to himself. He should have gone with Billy and Rebecca… All he had found was a Swiss Army knife.
'Good job Barry….' He thought.
Barry sighed and left the small room. "I bet the other's are having more luck…" Billy said to himself. "I hate that this team can't hold an even number of workers." He walked down the dark hall, his expression grim. Why even bother? They were all going to die in here. No one would save them. No one knew they were out here. It was hopeless. Barry shook his head.
"No don't think like that, Barry. Be positive."
Barry kneeled down next to a door. "What the…?" Next to the doorknob was a key pad. The keys on the pad were the military alphabet. Barry punched Echo, Delta, Golf and Lima. Nothing happened. Barry thought for a moment. He snapped his fingers.
"Please let this work."
He punched in November, Charlie, Item, Sierra. Inside the door there was a chain of metal gears moving. Barry smiled in triumph. Guess the people who ran this place weren't that smart. He pushed the door open. The room was a bright white. Barry stepped in. The room was empty.
"Why have a code for an empty room?"
Barry felt something on his neck. It felt like water.
'It can be rain… And there aren't any pipes…' he thought.
Barry looked up. "Oh crap." Above him was a giant bug. It looked like a.. flea. The creature dropped down and landed in front of Barry. "Oh you have got to be kidding me!" The creature reared up on its back legs with a blood curdling scream. Barry covered his ears. The screech was unbearable. Barry un-holstered his Beretta.
"Just shut up!"
He fired three shots at it. The creature screamed in pain. Barry shot at it again. The bullet hit the animal in, what looked like a head. The animal collapsed with one last blood curdling scream.
"Yes!"
Barry kicked the creature and walked out of the room. Something grabbed at his shirt. Barry spun towards it. Barry's eyes widened in fear. He dropped his gun. And stumbled back.
"W-what are y-you?"