Where am I?, what am I suppose to use this gun for? and who is the smug bastard who is screwing with me!?
All I could do was walk down the hallway, its not like I had any choice, every single door was locked, and that bastard was nowhere to be found. I kept the gun at my side, following the sound of screams, I saw a old man down the hallway, or I thought it was, the back of his head was swollen and filled with wrinkles, it was only when he turned around and showed me the blood from his mouth and the redness in his eyes did I realize something was wrong. He began to slowly limp towards me, showing a ripped part of his jacket, with bite marks all over it.
I raised the Beretta, whatever this thing was, it didn’t have friendly intentions, I had fired a gun before, but only in a shooting range. This wasn’t a target, this was something else, something living. I pulled the trigger, and this “thing” fell down to the floor, dead. That’s when he appeared.
” well you took that thing down pretty quickly”
I turned around to find the smug bastard smiling at me.
” I was kind of expecting you to show some human traits, and pause and contemplate before you take a life, but then again, it wasn’t exactly “living” and you probably figured out none of this is real so it probably doesn’t affect you psychologically anyway, hmm perhaps I should have had you wake up inside the cube. So I could get a more realistic perspective, ah well ill do it with the next guy.”
He just stood there looking at the zombie’s red eyes.
” I think I might make things interesting, if you open the door behind you, there will be a pump-action shotgun, like on of those old style wooden ones, I don’t know where they are from but your going to need some heavy firepower, if you are going to survive this level.”
” This scary shit is a level?”
” No Mr. Stone this is an ice cream factory, where you must save the bubble gum kingdom, by throwing water balloons at liberals in ballerina costumes… actually Mr. Stone that is a good idea I think I will write that down”
he just stood there smiling and shaking his head.
” However to be honest with you Mr. Stone yes this is infact a level, you are a survivor of a zombie Apocalypse, and this level ends when you reach a Military Evacuation Truck at the other end of town, don’t worry its not a long hike, but when a town is infested with beings like the one you just shot 5 seconds ago, walking is probably the last thing on your mind.”
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