The light in Dempsey's eyes was so intense, he couldn't see anything around him. He growled at this and then went back inside the box. It was then he realized that all of a sudden, he felt very sleepy, and didn't have the energy to hop out of the mystery box to see just where he was. Dempsey started dozing as he laid back down on the straw. It was actually quite comfortable, he thought. Though everything feels comfortable if you're sleepy enough.

Within a matter of seconds, Tank was fast asleep.

The Soviet and the Japanese collided at the base of the staircase. Because Nikolai was still a little drunk, he was barely hurt. Takeo, however, took a harder fall on the stairs themselves. Takeo felt a little pain, as he had landed on a rigid surface and his build wasn't as stocky as Nikolai's, therby causing him to be pushed backwards with more force. Takeo felt several joints in his spine crack. Luckily, he managed to supress his fall slightly with his "new" M14.

"Ow!" Exclaimed Nikolai. "Watch where you're going when you run down stairs!" Nikolai stood back up.

"You should know better than to run out in the open." Takeo lectured while standing up. "Never mind this minor quarrel, though. We have bigger business to attend to!" He cocked the M14 and started jogging back to one of the windows.

Nikolai followed him. "Wait though, the box stole Dempsey!"

Takeo turned back to Nikolai as he rebuilt the barrier made of wooden planks. "The ugly American deserved it, with his dishonor. Besides, We don't need him to survive. Each of us will have more points, because Dempsey isn't here to claim any."

"He's still our comrade, though! We probably wouldn't have made it out of Der Riese with our lives if it wasn't for his help!"

Takeo thought for a second. "Alright." He replied. "We will rescue him if we see him, but I will neither search this place, nor increase my pace! Ha ha! I can rhyme too, Nikolai!"

Nikolai settled for that.

An eerie tone played, signifying that round 3 has just begun. Nikolai bought an Olympia shotgun right on the wall next to where he and Takeo were conversing. After that, he ran back to his window, spiking a couple of zombies in the head that were in the process of tearing down the barrier when get got there.

The mystery box jumped forcibly, waking Dempsey right on up and causing him to hit his head on the top of the crate. "Oof!" He shouted while taking a small splinter out of his forehead. "What was that for?"

"Wake up!" The Demonic Announcer scolded Dempsey. "The game AND the fanfic would be boring if you just slept around the whole time!"

"Hey, if anyone's gonna be breakin' the fourth wall here it's gonna be me! I've become known for that and I'm not gonna let some disembodied voice take my spotlight!"

"Get out!" The mystery box lid then opened.

The light was still as bright, but Dempsey's eyes soon adjusted to it. Looking around, he saw that he was in an untidy place, just like the whole theater. Tank stumbled as he looked around the room, as he was still pretty sleepy. The particular room he was in had a window on one wall, letting sunlight in the room. The Marine eventually stepped out of the box and looked around for himself. The room was very cramped, probably not even a hundred square feet. The first other thing he noticed was a bookcase-like thing in front of him, which had black letters scattered everywhere on its shelves, as well as all around it. It also held a meteor of Element 115 on the bottom shelf. On the wall perpendicular to the shelf was a door with the top half torn off, and a few wooden planks covering up the top half slightly. A short corridor by the mystery box spawn led to another broken door barricaded by wooden planks. In the other side of the room was a bunch of electrical wall switches which occasionally sparked, showing that electricity still flowed through the devices. They didn't seem to do anything though. There was also an opened door made of metal, which revealed an exit of the building. Down some stairs out the exit was a small area for garbage. There was also a large chain link fence with a big gate that lead into an alley.

"Oh great!" Dempsey pouted while turning too early while coming back inside and walking into the wall. He was still pretty tired. "Of all rooms, it had to be this tiny one!" After finishing up his short look around the room, he returned to the mystery box. "Well at least when someone gets the teddy bear, they get their money back." However, he saw now that had 0 points to spend. "Hey what gives?"

The Demonic Announcer laughed again. "That's what you get for messing around and losing your temper!"

Dempsey was starting to become irritated by the Demonic Announcer's taunting. "Well maybe you shouldn't-a given me the teddy bear!"

"It's my job to give that to someone every once in a while! Just as it is with you and YOUR fourth wall"

"It's not supposed to appear on the very first use of the box in a game!"

"Meh, I felt like it. Besides, you can blame yourself for being irresponsible with your points. As well as going inside the box."

"Whatever." Dempsey spat. "I can't believe I'm talking to a box!" He realized that he had been yelling at the mystery box because there was nothing else to argue at. It was also because the Demonic Announcer was communicating privately to Dempsey through the mystery box so the others wouldn't hear.

The Demonic Announcer laughed once more. "Just get to the most amusing zombie fighting! Round 3 has begun already. Also enjoy your box lag, similar to jet lag. If you know what a 'jet' is, anyway."

A zombie screamed as it climbed through the door by the shelves behind Tank. He took a couple steps backward to get out of the zombie's fighting range. After this zombie made it through, a few others found their way in. There were also ones coming out of the broken door through the short hallway next to the mystery box.

The brave Marine drew his M1911, still yet to be used in this particular game, and aimed carefully for the zombie's head, and while trying his best to resist the stretching his body screamed for.