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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: go time, boys.
Dancer nodded to Jackson, as he opened the door, they looked around, guns at the ready. He heard Jackson lock and dead bolt the door. Seth sweeped the room with his pistol, and saw blood along the ground. As he followed the splatter trail, he saw a grisly looking dog with it's jaw dislodged, and a zombie laying without a head. Whatever came through here was on a mission. He hoped it was on their side.
That was when they heard a noise, like a startled woman. A woman...Seth thought. He pinpointed the sound to a door close to the fallen zombie, and he kicked it open. Inside, he spotted a Korean female fighting off three zombies. He fired off three shots into one zombie, and then tossed her a gun. He plunged his knife into the one, but it kept moving. He then realized he couldn't get the last in time.
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 04:20:51.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: agreed
Seth stood up and looked at Travis on the ground.
"Sorry, man."
He helped Max lift him, and felt something warm on his leg. He looked down, and saw blood had soaked through his pants. He must've reopened the gunshot wound he received earlier.
Oh great...
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 04:14:12.
Edited on 2009-04-26 at 04:23:49 by Bezmir
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Get down
Seth saw Travis leap towards him, and he felt anger well up inside of him. When he saw Rose recover and jump in front of him, he grabbed her from behind, taking both of them onto the ground. He waited until Travis was nearly over them, and he pointed his gun upwards and fired. He had no clue if he hit.
Posted on 2009-04-26 at 03:58:38.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: time to go
Dancer turned to his partners. "Time to go. Run to conserve ammo." Seth spun around and ran, hoping he'd be able to rush to the trapped girl. He had his pistol in his hand, and the dark chrome reflected what little light was shining through the store. Seeing a way to weave into the warehouse, he stopped and motioned it to Jackson. "You think we should take it? We may not have a lot of other options."
Posted on 2009-04-25 at 02:35:13.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: problem with Travis
"Rose, we have a problem with Travis. For some reason he's going crazy. He tried to kill me earlier, and god knows what he's going to try this time. We need to keep a close eye on him."
Seth still held his .45. He was willing to injure travis if necessary.
Posted on 2009-04-25 at 02:33:22.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: ring ring
Seth answered the phone with one hand, his other hand firing rounds from his glock.
"We're working our way through the store and towards the warehouse. It's not a far run if these bastards will just leave us alone!" The report of the gunshots was clearly audible through the phone. Dancer screamed, as one zombie had grabbed his shoulder, digging dirty, decaying fingernails into his back. threw the other arm back, connecting his elbow to it's nose, and he felt it crumple and blood flow onto his arm. the zombie let go, and he turned, and punched it square in the chest.
The rotting corpse gave way, and Dancer's hand plunged into the thing. He automatically felt revulsion at the horrendous smell drafting up from the wound, and the thought was enough to cause him to have a small vomiting spell. He pulled his hand out, and the thing collapsed. He put the phone back to his ear and said "This job is so disgusting."
Then he hung up.
Posted on 2009-04-22 at 11:23:01.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: hmmm...
Seth saw his moment. Seizing the confusion of the fight, he grabbed his shotgun. Letting out two blasts, the mossberg shattered two skulls, back to back. Grey brain matter oozed out of the zombies heads as they fell to the ground, not to rise again. The smell inside the store was horrible, the sweet scent of decay flooding on their nostrils. Lifeless eyes were all around them as the zombies filled the aisles. Dancer stood next to Jackson as the blasts echoed through the store, muffling the moans of the zombies. That's when he realized something horrible.
Some of them retained memories of their past lives.
He saw a few zombies holding farming tools, holding just enough brain capacity to wield them. "The virus must only have a minimal effect on some genes," he thought. The bullet casings rained down as the three shot their way into the alcohol section. Russian vodka filled the walls. Seth grabbed one bottle, stuck a piece of rope in it, and lit it. "Please be as flammable as gas..." He let it fly, and a very small explosion occurred. four zombies were lost in the conflagration, and Seth stuck another bottle in his jacket. They might need it if this gets any crazier.
Posted on 2009-04-19 at 23:44:53.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: unexpected...
Somehow, Seth let out a small laugh. Am I the only one with an all human past?
Seth picked up Max, and carried her to a bed. He gently laid her down, and looked at her. "Max, I don't mean to sound abrasive, but I don't care who your parents were. I know who you are though, and that's all that matters. Now I want you to rest, and get your strength back."
Posted on 2009-04-19 at 21:02:44.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: goddddddd
Seth heard the crying. Leaving Travis to have his fit, he bolted into his office, where he saw Max shaking, with a bloody knife in one hand and blood flowing greatly from the wrist of the other.
Oh jesus....
He pulled the knife from her hands and held her for a second.
"Max, calm down. Everything will be fine. We can figure everything out. I promise, you aren't useless. But right now, Travis needs you. We need you."
She'd lost a lot of blood. He wasn't sure how much longer she'd make it, or if she'd survive...
Posted on 2009-04-19 at 04:06:44.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Dancer
Seth nodded his thanks to his comrades. His black glock was shining against the dim light inside the department store. He looked at the other two and asked "Hey guys. You think this store has a hunting section? We could use some shotgun rounds, and I might grab a rifle since we don't have to hide it from anyone now."
He lit a cigarette in the store, and kept the handgun at the ready, just in case. He knew that soon, they would need more ammunition.
Posted on 2009-04-17 at 13:30:10.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: sounds good
"Good thinking Jackson. The only part that's weird is that the streets are empty. I don't see anyone."
Dancer checked to make sure all his ammo was around. He only had what was in the shotgun and rifle. He looked longingly at the rifle, but decided to put it back in Ivan's, knowing he would stand out if anyone did happen to be out.
The weird part is the way the russians acted. They stared at the three when they left the airport. Not a word was said, they just stared, like they knew something bad was going to happen. And something did.
As they rounded the corner, and could see a warehouse in the distance, they heard a sound. It was a guttural screech. Seth looked up and noticed a flock of birds flying fast towards the group, they turned up at the last second and distracted Seth from what was really happening.
The creatures from before were climbing out of storm drains on the streets. One grabbed Seth's leg and pulled it towards his mouth. Rotten skin was falling from it's jaw, and it was covered in sewage and bodily fluids. The hexagonal burn was shiny against the pale skin on the zombies exposed arm. Seth realized he couldn't get out of the things grip. He was trapped.
Posted on 2009-04-15 at 20:22:03.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Let's do it
Dancer hung up before any more could be said. If she piggybacked the line, that meant other people could also. He turned to Jackson and Colton. "Let's move guys. South Korean female, trapped. Presumably by Erkovitch. We find her, we find him. It falls right into place." Dancer collected ammo from the dump, and moved to the door. Conecaling the rifle as best as he could, he opened the door.
Noone was on the other side. The city streets were empty.
Posted on 2009-04-13 at 03:38:23.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: score for us
"Lady, you just might be a godsend. Tell us exactly where you are, and me and two other men will come and find you. You just have to do us one favor. The soviets left security cameras all over Moscow. We need you to hack into the feed and warn us of snipers."
Dancer walked over to where Colton was, holding his phone to his ear with his shoulder, and grabbed a dragunov rifle with a 4x scope. He also grabbed a short barreled, pistol grip shotgun he could keep under his jacket.
He motioned everyone to the door. They would be ready when it was time to move.
Posted on 2009-04-12 at 05:46:09.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Oh wow
Seth was looking at the rack of guns before feeling his phone vibrate. SO far, this has not proven to be a good thing.
"Hello?"
His voice sounded concerned. He never liked these phone calls since he had taken this job.
He ducked down below a window sill, making sure to stay out of the way of possible snipers. That would be the last thing he needed.
Posted on 2009-04-11 at 07:01:44.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Let's get started
"Alright boys. Plan of action is as follows: Locate Erkovitch, but don't kill him immediately. What are the chances of him being the head? Interrogate him, then execute. Jackson, we'll need you to figure out how to construct some IED's. Think about the things that guy who used to be in the IRA taught you. What was his name, O'reilly? Colton, see if you can get ahold of some assault rifles. You'll probably need power and lots of ammo. I've brought a few tools from my combat medic days. I can handle cuts, gunshot wounds, and impact wounds. If we get bit by one of those, we have to race to find that anti-virus." Dancer had been sparring an invisible foe with his bowie knife. He studied jiu-jitsu as a child and teenager, and it proved very helpful in some cases.
"What we need is a computer and some way to access the security cameras left over from the USSR days. That should give us eyes around here and on the rooftops."
Posted on 2009-04-09 at 02:28:42.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Sorry man
"That's how it's looking guys. We're screwed. Even if we somehow survive, how are we getting out? Those vouchers weren't round trip? They didn't expect us to survive. Why waste money? They probably placed such a high reward to lure us in. But honestly, that's not what I'm worried about. Why Agnes? She was following business protocol, so they killed her? Or maybe just fired her for jeapordizing the mission. Or possibly killed her for the very same reason."
Seth finished his cigarette and stomped it out.
"Either way, I'm sorry I got you guys dragged into this. I made the call. I'm responsible."
Posted on 2009-04-08 at 02:23:16.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: nice
"oddly enough,that hole looks like a 'you are here' sign." Seth pulled on his cigarette, letting the nicotine absorb into his lungs. After exhaling, he said "Okay. So if the safe house is here, we should be able to walk about 5 blocks down, then turn right and go 8 blocks. Not too bad."
Then his phone rang again. From Agnes.
"Hello?"
An unfamiliar voice came on the line.
"I am sorry to inform you that the transfer to your account has been cancelled, Mr. Dancer. We well be sending an active duty military squad over to do your work."
Seth was outraged.
"We're already here! Jesus! And where's Agnes?"
"Agnes Eisig-Kalt is permanently out of commission. And if you press on, we'll consider paying your acquaintances."
Click.
Seth threw his phone down.
"I just got fired. Agnes is gone. Dead I'm presuming. If we accomplish this before the team they're sending, they might pay you two. But I'm S.O.L."
Posted on 2009-04-07 at 20:50:53.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Walk
"I'm saying walk. My nerves are strung, I'm tired, and I have a gun. If some russian speaks his hissing language at me while driving terribly, I'm likely to shoot him."
Seth shouldered his pack, and made sure his gun was somewhere he could easily reach. They met terror in the States, and now they were in the country that was the heart of the terror. The chances were extremely good that there would be thousands of those things to fight here.
"Colton, get the map. We at least need to know where we're going."
He pulled his field jacket closer to him. He had donned a warmer hat, the kind with fur and two flaps, and it did wonders at keeping his head warm. But this jacket wasn't cut out for this type of weather. After pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, he lit one, and offered to the other two.
"Anyone need something to calm them down?"
Posted on 2009-04-07 at 02:19:38.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: ultimatum
"Alright guys, I'm worried about Agnes. She still isn't picking up. She's probably waiting for us in Moscow. I just hope all of Russia isn't covered with these things."
Seth picked up the glock that was issued to him and all his 9mm clips. "Maybe these vouchers will let us slip through customs with our weapons."
Posted on 2009-04-06 at 02:08:20.
Edited on 2009-04-06 at 10:10:49 by Bezmir
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Oh wow
Seth thought back to the Army days, when everything was cut and dry. Maybe he was harsh on Agnes. He just wanted to keep these men alive.
"Alright guys. here's the deal. I'm going. Whether I get paid or not, those guys have my phone number, they have my information, and I'm not going to be able to get out. So make a choice. I'll call Agnes and let her know."
He dialed the number. No answer.
"Well, that's weird. She doesn't seem like someone that would ignore a call from her clients."
Posted on 2009-04-05 at 04:06:47.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: sigh
Agnes was still trying to pull the strings to an enigmatic organzation. If the job didn't get done, These people would lose 2.5 million dollars each. But what would Agnes lose? Her career? He saw it as a bluff. This time, he left a note for Agnes in the safe, also.
"Agnes, you lose. You can't pull the strings anymore. You have one option to get this job done, and if you don't take that, then it won't get done. And if you let us walk away, the contamination will likely spread throughout the US, and then possibly globalize. We may lose 2.5 million, but you would probably lose your job and your credibility. We're in this. Not much of a choice for us. I would probably do this job without the money, if need be. So don't think threats of money are gonna bother me."
He placed his handgun, the glock that was given, and the gun he found in the other room in the corner. He also placed his bowie knife there. He dumped all the ammo in front of them.
"Jackson, I need your advice. Are we doing the right thing?"
Posted on 2009-04-04 at 15:37:24.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Dancer
In any other circumstance, Seth would've laughed at Luke's joke. But he felt pity for the woman. Addict or not, nobody deserved to go like this. And he almost had the same fate...his mind trailed off. just out of curiousity, he lifted the arms of the creature. There, on the right arm, was the mark he'd been dreading.
They know what we're doing.
"Alright boys, change of plans. These people know our plans. They know where we were staying, so you can be damn sure they know about the Finland base. Colton, Jackson, I hate to say it, but we might have to leave the guns. We're getting a ride to Moscow. I'll let Agnes know. This isn't just our lives at stake. It's people like her. And people like who that...thing...used to be. I'm not letting an entire organzation fall under that kind of epidemic."
He pulled out his cell phone, and traced the call that told him to come to New York for a short breifing. And he called it.
It rang twice before he heard Agnes say a hesitant hello.
"Agnes, it's Dancer. The virus is in the states. Some kind of experiment killed a woman here. We have a blood sample. We're leaving it in the safe in the room. Send a squad to retrieve it and all our weapons. Each of us will leave them in a secure location somewhere in the room. And if your organization wants this done, you're on our terms now. We're taking a flight to Moscow. Meet us there. We're not risking Helsinki exposure. We have transportation secured. Just make sure we get the guns."
He hung up before she could object. This was their game now. After covering up the woman with a sheet, he nodded to Jackson and Colton.
"Let's do this."
Posted on 2009-04-04 at 02:36:33.
Edited on 2009-04-04 at 15:30:23 by Bezmir
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: ahh, big guns.
"So you like big guns. Just try not to bog yourself down. I have a feeling we're going to be doing a lot of movement." Seth kept a hold on the gun. They might meet someone later on who could use it. After looking at the creature he'd killed again, he decided he wanted to leave. Immediately. "Colton, Jackson, finish up here. We need to move on."
Posted on 2009-04-03 at 18:27:20.
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: Dancer
Seth stood up and stepped over the creature, and started examining the woman.
"Jackson, do a sweep of the room. Make sure there aren't any more of these things in here."
He noticed several marks on her arm. Needle marks. She was a heroin addict. A thought formulated in his mind...
He rifled through the drawer next to the bed, until he found what he was looking for. Needles.
"Colton, take a sample of the blood with this. We can give it to Agnes for the lab to process it. Once we're done here, move out. Staying here isn't safe anymore. We'll head to the facility, and try to catch an early flight. Anyone with me?" He checked the second drawer down and found a 9 mm pistol with an extra magazine. "Also, Colton, you might want this as a back up gun. 9 mm rounds are the most common, it might do you some good in the long run."
Posted on 2009-04-02 at 23:34:18.
Edited on 2009-04-02 at 23:46:07 by Bezmir
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Topic: Viral contamination
Subject: let's do this
Seth grabbed his handgun, and said "Hell yeah I'm coming." After checking how much ammo he had in it, he nodded. The three of them moved from the main room and into the hallway.
The smell hit them first.
It smelled like something had been dead for days, and left out in the sun, rotting. He covered his nose, and that's when they heard a scream. It came from the room two rooms over. They ran to the window for a nightmare.
It was like the pictures had come to life. A man had the woman pinned, and was slowly sinking his teeth into her stomach. Bile and blood ran out onto the floor, and Seth had to hold back vomit.
He pulled the trigger twice, both rounds slapping into the torso of the man with a wet, sickening sound. The man moved forward a bit, and released the woman. Then he stood up, and slowly turned on spot, staring at them with blank eyes.
Seth felt pity for him. "What a way to go," he whispered. He busted out the glass and stepped in, thinking maybe a close range shot to the head would work better. The man kept slowly advancing. Seth put his gun level with the mans head, and he lunged. Grabbing Seth by the shoulders, he pulled his neck towards his mouth with ridiculous strength. Seth tried to fight back, but futilely. He surrendered the fight, and instead shoved his handgun in the things mouth. A muffled gunshot echoed in the room, and blood appeared on the back wall. The thing then fell forward, dead weight, with a large chunk of his skull missing in the back.
Seth Dancer then vomited everything he currently had in his stomach.
Posted on 2009-04-02 at 21:38:52.
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