Rich stood in front of the door to the camp. He wouldn't need a sniper rifle, or a assault rifle for this. He took out his silenced pistol, government issued to be, you know, actually silenced. He took out his magazine, pulled the slide back, and held it up to the door. He kicked it open, spotting a scientist standing against a wall, and shot him in the chest. He advanced to a corridor in the left, and shot two scientists quickly. He kicked open the door at the end of the hallway. In there, thirteen guards were sitting at some tables. They looked at him. He looked at them. He looked at the door. It read, ''Break Room'' In Pashto. They didn't tell him there would actually BE guards there.
It's been...Five minutes now...Nothing is really happening... ''Well, you've answered most of our questions, I doubt you're lying. Just five more questions and you're done.'' Okay. This is easy. ''What is your blood type?'' The fuck? I don't know, do I? ''I...I don't know?'' ''That's fine. We'll find out.'' We'll find out? He took out a syringe. Oh shit. He walked over to me. ''Now, I don't think this was in the contract...'' ''Don't worry. I'll write it in.'' He was about to stick me when...Naka?! Entered the room. He had the palest complexion I've ever seen. He had completely white hair, and a brown trench coat. If I didn't know who he was, I'd think he was a fucking ghost. He walked up to the man. ''Did he say anything?'' ''Nothing Important. I was just about to-'' ''Give me it. I'll do it. Is that alright with you, Vincent?'' I shook my head. ''Not really.'' ''It was a rhetorical question.'' He stuck me after that. It doesn't hurt, I've had worse. I looked at my blood in the syri-The hell? It's a thick brownish color. It looked absolutely disgusting. I almost threw up just looking at it. ''Yep, that's what I thought.'' He leaned in closer to me. ''Do you know what we're doing at my base? We're gonna use your DNA and breed you like a bull. Do you understand me, Vincent? Remember my men you killed at Richard's house?!'' He stretched out the syllables of killed. ''You're lucky I can make some more.'' Make? ''Alright. He's useless now, kill em both, then kill the rest of them.''
He hit me across the face. ''Answer the fucking question!'' ''Fuck you!'' He was about to hit me again, but using whatever strength I had and ignoring the pain on my side, and charged forward. The legs of the chair broke and we toppled on the ground. That fucking hurt, but I gotta keep going. Come on, Sam. My hands were still tied, but I could see a mirror in the corner. Remembering what Vinz did, I got up, barely, and charged my shoulder into the mirror. A jagged piece was there, and I was able to use it to cut my ties. He was getting up, but now free, I ran over and kicked him in the face. He fell on his back and I mounted on top of him, but not before grabbing the knife on the table. I stabbed downwards repeatedly stabbing him in his face, and his eyes. I didn't stop, I just kept going.
Naka had left, unfortunately for the interrogator, because the whole time he was asking questions, I was picking the handcuffs. ''Sorry, sir. It's too bad really, you could've been a good soldier.'' He walked over to me with a pistol. As he was pulling his arm up, I jumped forward, knocking him down. I grabbed the pistol, but he pulled it forward, and released the magazine. He was going to pull the slide back, but I smashed the gun on his face. His grip failed, and I was able to fire. I looked over at Kenny. He still had the bag on his head, but...He's moving kinda weird. I walked over to him. It's like he sensed me, because he immediately reeled forward, trying to get up. Fuck...I pulled the bag up-
''Sam! Sam!'' Jimmy pulled me up. I looked up and saw Richard, along with him. What did I just do? I just... I looked down at him. His face was a bloody mess, his eyes were full of terror and pain. I can't believe I just did that. I didn't need to, I mean... ''Come on, the guards are all over the place.'' I stood up, shakily. ''What...What are we doing?'' ''I found your brother, but the guards are everywhere, they all have explosives and machine guns and shit, we don't have ca-'' Richard stopped Jimmy from his ramblings. ''Listen, what he's trying to say is that we need to get out of here, find your brother and we gotta Vince. Okay?'' I nodded. Richard put a pistol in my hands. ''Follow me.''
Goddammit! How the fuck did I let this happen? I'm supposed to be the leader! I let everyone fucking down! Fuck me. I looked at him again. ''RAW! ARGHN AWRHHH!'' I aimed the gun and shot him. Shit! Fine. Ugh, after all this fucking time, Hoodoo, Randall, the cop, the fucking bikers, all for Kenny to die. This sucks. Well, can't hang around here any longer. I picked a knife from the table, just to go along with the gun, and walked forward. I looked back, and saw another door. This door was the exit, so what is that door? Screw it. I walked over to the door and opened it- Ow! Fuck! What- Shit! I tumbled onto the floor. Damn stairs. I need to start looking on where the fuck I'm walking. I stood up and looked around. It seems to be a prison of some kind. Hey! There's someone in there! I looked in the cell and saw- Actually, there's two people! It's Alex! ''Alex, are you okay?'' He stood up and looked at me with surprise. ''Vince!'' In the corner was what looked to be a little girl. ''Hey! Who's that Alex?'' ''We were talking a bit. She said her name was Clementine.'' I kicked the rusty cell door open and walked over to her. ''What's your name, kid?" She looked up, a little scared. ''C-Clementine.''
''Here, take this.'' Jimmy handed me some pills. ''Some Tylenol, for the rib. It doesn't look good.'' It's true, it does hurt. I swallowed the pill whole. It would take a while for it to take effect, but it's better than nothing. We were walking down a hallway, when all of a sudden, the door next to us busted open. Vinz came stumbling out, with Alex in tow. I immediately bent down and hugged Alex. ''Alex, are you alright?!'' ''Yes.'' What am I gonna do if Alex turns? Can't think about it. ''Mate, where's that old man?'' As Jimmy said that, a little girl came out from behind Alex. She was a little taller than him and looked a bit older. ''Guys, this is Clementine. She's with us now.'' ''Vince, is that really a good idea to just allow anyone with us?'' Richard looks ready to argue. ''Rich, I like you, but I need to this. That old man, was the closest thing I had to a father since he died. And just like my real father, I killed him. And now, you question me?'' ''Vince, we don't even know her!'' ''Well he fucking did! He told me to find Clementine, so I fucking did.''
''Hey, assholes! It's not gonna get us anywhere, by standing here arguing like a bunch of sitting ducks. So, how bout we get some guns, and fight our way out of here?'' He must be insane. ''Are you crazy? If we go out there, we'll all get dropped immediately.'' ''Can-Can I say something?'' Clementine spoke up. She looked like a little mouse, amidst all us. ''They have a helicopter. I saw it, I even heard them use it!'' We all looked at each other. Then, all at me. I mean sure, it was absurd and idiotic, but...Having a helicopter would be nice. ''Vinz?''...Fuck it. Why not?