Quarantine (RPG) (Page 6 of 10)

((Okay maybe not New York. What did you have in mind?))

"Alright theres a service elevator over there." Fort said to Jon pointing at a pair of steel doors with a panel next to it. They approached the elevator and paused. This seemed like of a kind blunt and direct type of infiltration.
"What the hell." Fort said as he pushed the up arrow.

Meanwhile, high into the tower, a red light flickered to life and blinked on a security personel's observation panel. He grabbed his radio and spoke into it.
"Intruder alert at service elevator 003."
"Roger."The radio crackled back.

The elevator doors opened and Jon and Fort were already aiming into it just in case it had any unwanted passengers. It was empty and they cautiously walked in. Fort was again faced with the bluntness of using a button panel. He looked up and down at the large panel consisting of buttons numbering up to 99, the 100th one having a lock next to it, keeping them from actually reaching the last floor on the elevator. Fort shrugged and pressed the 99th button. The steel doors closed and the elevator flew through the stories with surprising speed. The eleveator music was quite pleasant...yet contrasting the mood of the mission.

Jon and Fort stood in the elevator as the pleasant music played in the background. The awkward silence between them was made all the more uncomfortable by the music.  Jon checked his ammunition and made sure his sword would be easily accessable should his guns run out of bullets.

*Ding!* The elevator chirped as it reached the 99th floor.

Jon and Fort stepped into complete darkness. Jon heard the sound of guns being cocked.

"$#%^."

(Wait a second, are the guns we just you Lord Revan? I didnt want to start a gunfight with a possible ally. Also I write that the elevator stopped halfway through the building and me and Jon ahd to jump off before the cord was cut and the elevator crashed to the bottom, we would then have to fight our way through the remaining floors containing hostiles...that way its not too easy. You guys want to keep it like this or make that change?)

(OK then)

Fort pushed Jon back into the elevator and they pressed themselves against the sides of the steel doors, awaiting the gunfire that was gonna fly into the open elevator.......but it never came.

"This is Sargeant Daniel Fortesque of the Marine Special Forces Corps, put your weapons down and identify yourselves!" Fort yelled into the darkness.

"Jon Kovacs. Nice to meet you. Get out of my way." was how Jon introduced himself. His guns remained haeld high, aimed at Castle and Renfro.

"Well, To make the long story short, we came in, got blown to hell, what is left of the population are now what I would call 'zombies', and here we are in this damn tower crawling with those resistance fighters. Now would you like the long version?"

Calvin ran several tests on the spider.
"Only on thing can be possible,"said Calvin, "it doesn't effect animals, or insects."

"I didn't want your story. You said you are officers, officers of what exactly? Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, the local Police force...what?"

"Well, If you cannot tell from our fatigues, or the fact that I'm a Gunnery Sergeant...we're Marines." Castle replied.
"I apologize for not mentioning it when I introduced myself. And what might you be?"

It had only been ten minuets, and already there were more of them. One turned to two, two to five, five to fifteen. They were still ariving. Frank was pacing, trying to think of a good escape plan. He walked to the window, where most of the zombies were. He looked at them, and saw how they all stared at him, one even tried to chew the glass. He walked over to the others, who were all near the chairs. "Ok, I have a plan."

"Were gona starve if we stay in here. We need to get out, unfortuantly, its going to be dark, and we need to leave soon, or we wont be able to go at all. There are plently of things we can use as weapons here. The army has a perimeter set up, but its pretty far out. Unless we can get a car, were gona have to walk. I dont want to be out there, but we cant stay here. Besides, if we get to the perimeter, were out of this, we havent been bitten, we would probably just have to stay in quarantine for a month or so." He looked at them all, he could see the fear on their faces, and he could feel it inside himself aswell.