Unfamiliar Faces
Richtofen hit the enter key on the teleporter pad and a blue aura appeared along with pictures of group 935 and chalk writings on walls. "Salvation lies above" appeared and Richtofen wondered what it meant. The blue aura disappeared, and Richtofen's vision went all blurry and the stench of rotting flesh clogged his nostrils like a toxin and when his vision returned he could hear an American accent shout
"Take that you motherless flesh-eaters!" and a Japanese accent saying
"I need more honour" and he looked around and noticed he was in a lobby of some sort and there were two sets of stairs one leading to a barricaded window and the other leading to an upstairs room. Two more were to the left and right of him and one more was under the stairs as well as another room and another set of stairs. The sound of bullets ripping into flesh made a smile creep onto Richtofen's face. Richtofen heard the last pint of blood spilt and a Russian soldier wearing bandages ran up the stairs under the two grand staircases and cautiously staggered up to Richtofen, his face a look of confusion and annoyance, at the fact that he was sober.
"Hey guys, I think you better come and look at this ". Two more emerged from the stairs, one an American, tall and blonde and the other Japanese, short and dark haired.
"H-how is these... how are you... Japanese an American and a Russian and I am a German." "We all have to stick together in this" piped in the American
"In what?" asked Richtofen. A zombie was just about to take a bite out of Richtofen's shoulder when the American pulled out his python and shot it square in the forehead, blood poured out onto Richtofen's shoulder and the German turned to see the lifeless body splayed on the ground. Richtofen instantly recognised his work.
"My children, they have been released, I mean, a zombie ummm... how could this happen?" "Any way I'm Tank this is Takeo and this is Nikolai" Tank gestured towards the Japanese and the Russian.
"If your gonna survive I suggest you buy a weapon" Tank reached in his pocket and pulled out some chalk. He drew an outline of an Olympia shotgun and then he touched the outline with his finger, and a shotgun seemed to grow off the wall. Tank picked it up and handed it to the German
"Thanks" he muttered "But I have no shells" protested Richtofen"
"Look at your belt" said Tank with annoyance. He looked down to see a row of fresh shells running the perimeter of his waistline.
"Oh, I see" blushed Richtofen, embarrassed. An inhuman voice was heard.
"A new player has joined my party" croaked the voice. "Fetch me their souls" said the voice.
"Uh Dempsey, I think they are trying to fetch our souls again" said Nikolai. Richtofen stayed in a corner next to a barricaded window and dug in to the fight. An electric dog, the same that killed Samantha and Ludvig sprinted towards Richtofen and he put a shell in the dog's forehead. He had skills with a gun no other normal scientist would have achieved. He fired another shell into another's shoulder and it exploded in a shower of gore. The final dog came sprinting, puffing and panting, and Richtofen aimed for another kill when... the dead man's click...