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Junko bristled when Yuriko mentioned there were a few spots remaining, but tried to mask it by placing a big smile on her face. "Great! Okay! Hello, everybody!" She seemed excited to see all these new people, but the look on their collective faces made her draw back from them. "You guys look awful."
"We look awful?" asked Nathan, holding out his hands in a confused gesture. He was about to say something scathing when Junko held out a hand.
"Sorry! We all look awful, I know. I just mean, eh..." The girl rubbed at the back of her neck as she thought this over. "We all want to get out, right? No need for a big introduction, I'm pretty sure I get the gist on what you guys are going through. Nothing new here! As all other ways seem to be blocked off to us, I guess it's time to head into the storage room!"
With that matter settled, the group was led through the kitchen and down a short hallway.
The lights in the storage room were dimmer than the kitchen, painting the the area in a dull red haze. The boxes here were left largely untouched, aside from a few that carried cans of spray paint and others that carried food products. Searching the other boxes would reveal various items meant for the living quarters, as well as non-perishable foods. It would seem that medical supplies, weapons, or lab equipment was not stored here. Red paint could be found on the walls, displaying various Xs and the continued phrase of Better Safe Than Sorry.
At one end of the storage room sat a large and relatively featureless metal door. This was apparently the freezer, judging by the sign next to the door relaying the safe operation of the freezer door. Placing her hand on the metal surface, Junko licked her lips.
"Oh, yeah... time to get some non-rotten food up in here! I'm starving, you know?"
"We're not here so you can stuff your fat face," Nathan said from behind her. The boy seemed trying to contain himself as he ran a shaky hand through his hair. "Why the fuck are we in here, anyway? What the hell are we looking for again?"
"I know what you're looking for," said a muffled voice in response. Junko jumped away from the door as if it had scalded her. The voice was seemingly coming from inside. "You're here to take advantage of us... make use of our work and our lives. You scattered the virus, turning us all into wrong wrong wrong!" A strange laughter erupted from behind the freezer door. "I did it. I saved us all. I took-- I took all the security! I know you're all after it, hoping to steal and use everything we've done here. No, no... that's not why it's here. It's not here for you."
"Dude, I have no idea what you're talking about," said, Junko, crossing her arms. "We just want to leave."
"Well, you won't. Youuuu woooon't. Some of us were free of the infection, but I had to stop your plans. I made sure it got behind the quarantine. There was probably a leak... There had to be a leak! I had to get rid of them all to be safe. Better safe than sorry! I had to take it all and lock myself away. Better safe than sorry!" Another fit of laughter. Junko sighed and looked back at the rest of you.
"So, what do we..."
The laughter stopped. The man behind the door sounded like he was gagging. He was choking violently, banging against the metal door. Soon, strangely enough, his bangs were getting louder. Dents started appearing in the door, starting to knock it free. Natahn swore and punched back against the group to get away. Soon enough, the freezer door was punched out of the way, revealing the man.
He'd turned into quite the monstrosity.
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Sherlock turned around as he saw the monstrosity that stood taller than both Alan and Sherlock. He shook his head, a laugh of exasperation escaping his mouth as he groaned. "Bullets don't work! Damn it! Think Sherlock, think!" He quickly began preparing a plan in his head as he smiled. "Aha! Alan, hold it off!" he said, running out as he went to one of the dead zombies to remove the dead acidic creature from the inside.
Alan looked genuinely confused as he groaned "Where are you going!?" Yelled Alan, but Alan knew what he had to do, albeit begrudgingly. "Alright... Hold it off then."
Alan was gonna go all use the Light on his ass.
[BCOLOR=#000000]WARRIORS, TORCHBEARERS, COME REDEEM OUR DREAMS[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]SHINE A LIGHT UPON THIS NIGHT OF OTHERWORLDLY FIENDS[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]ODIN'S MIGHT BE YOUR GUIDE, DIVORCE YOU FROM THE SANE[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]HAMMERS WAY WILL HAVE ITS SAY, RISE UP IN THEIR NAME[/BCOLOR]
It certainly was a good mix for Alan at the moment. Running toward it in a hurry, and albeit the situation not warrant it, he gave the beam a forced Concentration on the Hulk, more crazy what he's doing but either way, to buy Sherlock enough time, he did it anyways. As he grabbed his revolver and pointed it at its eye, he'd hope the shot was clear. The stopping power of a weapon like that would be devastating, a crazy attempt. But either way, he'd do it. Alan yelled out at the thing, "Hey! Over here!" Before smiling. And with Odin's might being his guide.
Hammers way had its say, as the trigger was pulled, the bright light engulfing the room with it for a moment as he had hoped it reached it, or got its attention.
SCOURGE OF LIGHT UPON THE DARK
@Atomyk
Alan looked genuinely confused as he groaned "Where are you going!?" Yelled Alan, but Alan knew what he had to do, albeit begrudgingly. "Alright... Hold it off then."
Alan was gonna go all use the Light on his ass.
[BCOLOR=#000000]WARRIORS, TORCHBEARERS, COME REDEEM OUR DREAMS[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]SHINE A LIGHT UPON THIS NIGHT OF OTHERWORLDLY FIENDS[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]ODIN'S MIGHT BE YOUR GUIDE, DIVORCE YOU FROM THE SANE[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]HAMMERS WAY WILL HAVE ITS SAY, RISE UP IN THEIR NAME[/BCOLOR]
It certainly was a good mix for Alan at the moment. Running toward it in a hurry, and albeit the situation not warrant it, he gave the beam a forced Concentration on the Hulk, more crazy what he's doing but either way, to buy Sherlock enough time, he did it anyways. As he grabbed his revolver and pointed it at its eye, he'd hope the shot was clear. The stopping power of a weapon like that would be devastating, a crazy attempt. But either way, he'd do it. Alan yelled out at the thing, "Hey! Over here!" Before smiling. And with Odin's might being his guide.
Hammers way had its say, as the trigger was pulled, the bright light engulfing the room with it for a moment as he had hoped it reached it, or got its attention.
SCOURGE OF LIGHT UPON THE DARK
@Atomyk
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