Powell arrived at a bar, which he entered. Alice followed him inside. She saw him talking to the waitress, and it seemed like the type of conversation you don't want to interrupt. But she didn't care, as she approached him. Once she stood within a meter of him, he noticed her. He told the waitress to leave them alone for a moment.
"You lied to me." Alice told him, "You knew Sharon and Linda were gonna hurt me. And you lied to my dad. Why? Why me? What did I do? What do you want from me?"
Powell snickered: "It's all about you, you, you. But what if it's not about you? You ever thought about that?"
Alice was about to say something, but he didn't wait for it, as he continued: "You only see the world that your "father" wants you to see, as he fights his "righteous" war."
Alice noticed the tone he used when he said "father". It was the same sarcastic tone when he said "righteous". Why he'd use that with the latter, she completely understood that, but with "father", that was a mystery.
"But you don't see the real war." Powell continued, "The one that's been going on since the beginning of time, between us, and them. And you..."
He paused for a moment before continuing: "You're just a product of that war. And brought on by your own self-deceiving godliness, you have only made it worse. I don't know what she wants with you, but..."
To Alice, Powell stopped making sense long ago. So her mind drifted off to other things in the bar. It didn't take long until she noticed some kind of growl, that caused her to look around the bar. She noticed how everyone's eyes started glowing red.
"As far as I'm concerned..." Powell continued, causing Alice to look back at him, "... you're just a misfit, that needs taking care of."
Alice screamed, as she saw how his face changed into something else. Something that had sharper teeth, red eyes, and a bigger mouth. It didn't take long before everyone else in the bar looked the same way. Alice screamed louder, but it only made the monsters in the bar angrier. She thought of running to the exit, but the only exit in sight was blocked by the monsters. She took a quick look around, but saw only a staircase. It was better than nothing, so she ran towards it, dodging any and every hand that tried to grasp her. She ran up the stairs, where she reached the upper floor. She ran to the first window she could find, where she climbed out, carefully let herself fall on the ground, after which she started running. She screamed for help, but nobody came. Instead, she only alerted the monsters from the bar of her presence. She ran away from them, only to run into another one of them. He grabbed her arms so she couldn't fight back, and his mouth reached for her neck. A sound of thunder roared through the alley. The monster stood dumbstruck, losing any grip on Alice. The sound was a gunshot, which must've hit the monster, and confused the others. Alice could wriggle her arms out of his grip, and run away, only to find the gunman himself.
"Lewis?" Alice was surprised to see him.
"It's easier when they're standing still." Lewis remarked.
Before Alice could ask what he meant, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her with him as he ran away from the other monsters. On their way, he saw a water pipe. He shot it, creating a hole, from which water-vapor escaped, creating a smokescreen, which blinded the monsters, so Lewis and Alice escaped.
They ran as far ahead of the monsters as they could. As they were running, Alice noticed Lewis had something on his belt. She recognized it immediately, as she had used it herself earlier that day.
"Isn't that...?" she started, but couldn't finish, as Lewis stopped running just as unexpectedly.
"Listen to me." Lewis started, "I have little time to explain, but what I can say is this."
He took off what it was that he was carrying on his belt. It was a Japanese sword. The very same one that Alice used when she killed Sharon and Linda.
Alice was almost speechless: "Wh... what do you... why are you...?"
"Bullets will only slow them down." Lewis explained, as he replaced the empty shell with a new bullet, "Remove their head, destroy their brain, or make them lose a lot of blood in one cut. Only that will kill them."
"But..." Alice still didn't understand.
"You're the only one of us two who has the experience." Lewis said, as he started to look around.
Alice still didn't understand: "What are you talking ab..."
She couldn't finish her sentence, as suddenly one of these monsters jumped her. She didn't know why, but in a reflex she took the sword out and cut the monster's belly. It started bleeding heavily, and the monster stopped moving shortly after.
"Told you." Lewis said.
Before Lewis, another monster was charging towards him. As such, all Lewis had to do was point his gun to its head, and once it was close enough, he could shoot it in the head. Soon, the two of them were surrounded. Whether it was out of reflex, or it was some hidden talent that Alice herself wasn't aware of, she didn't know, but as more of these monsters started charging towards her, she had little to no trouble using her sword against them. Lewis could shoot only five more times and hope that each shot has killed one of them. But once his gun was empty, he had little room to reload, so instead he used the gun to bash some of these monsters' heads. With all the people inside the bar, both customers and employees, being monsters, and the fact that only one of them knew perfectly well what he was doing, yet only one of them was actually good at what she was doing, the fight took a while. But eventually it ended. Lewis and Alice looked at each other. They said nothing, but they both knew what the other was thinking. Before anyone could say anything, the sound of hands clapping together was heard. The turned to the direction where the sound came from. It was Powell, apparently applauding what they just did. Once he had their attention, he growled louder, as smoke started to wrap itself around him. After a few seconds, Powell turned into something that didn't remotely resemble anything human. Still, the mere sight of him, tall, gray, pudding-like muscles, it gave him the appearance of a walking turd. Alice wasn't sure if she should laugh or cry at the sight of him. Lewis, if he knew what Alice was thinking wouldn't blame her. But one thing that everyone would agree upon, is that turds tend to be nasty. As did this gray monster, for it ran towards Lewis and Alice, faster than the other monsters could move. Lewis jumped in front of Alice, but got pushed aside, as the monster grabbed hold of her, somehow grew wings on its back and flew up with her. Alice tried to pry herself out of his arms, but to no avail. As a last ditch effort, she squeezed the monster's arms, very tightly, to a point that she almost pulled a muscle off the arm. This caused such a great pain, it let go of her, letting her fall down. Although she fell down on the roof of a building, the height was still too much for any person to survive. Alice thought she died too, but then she wondered that if she were dead, how could she possibly realize she was dead? As she opened her eyes, she saw the monster descending itself down to her. As it came down, faster and faster, she knew it had very little time to realize its surroundings. Remembering she was still holding a sword, she raised it, so once the monster got close enough, it accidentally impaled itself on her sword. Rather than just take it out, she slashed it through the monster's hip. This way, as Lewis told her, it lost enough blood, killing it almost instantly. As she got up again, Lewis had somehow found his way up on that roof. She looked at him, questions racing through her mind at too fast a speed.
"What's this place called?" he asked her.
Alice cocked her head, not understanding why he asked.
"Look, we can't just leave these dead bodies out in the open." Lewis explained, "They have to be cleaned up. Now tell me what this place is called, so I can tell others."
Alice still hesitated.
"Tell me, and I'll tell you everything you want to know." Lewis compromised, "Alright?"
Alice realized that if she were to get any answers at all, she had no choice but to answer his question. She told him the name of the area, upon which Lewis decided to leave the rooftop to look for the nearest phone. Alice was about to toss aside her sword, but Lewis stopped her.
"You may still need that." he said, "I'd hold on to it if I were you."
Alice was reluctant, but at that moment, Lewis was the only one who made the least bit of sense, so she felt she could trust him enough to hold on to her sword a little while longer.