Message #40709

[CrazyHobo]

 Johnson was terrified for the first time since The Outbreak started. The madness he had entered today seemed even worse, then fighting the undead. To make matters worse, he had little equipment, as this was supposed to be an easy job: pick up a package and deliver it to the second lab. But only on spot did they find out, that the package was infact a human. A dangerous one. Johnson head rumors, that capturing this guy costed the deaths of three commando squads. What hope could he and his team of rookies have?

 It was supposed to be easy: the guy was pumped with morphine to qualm his agression and bring a guy covered in chains to the back of a truck and just drive to the underground base at Fort Pastor. The job seemed wrong, once they saw the guy. He was of medium height, his hair had grown long, rigged full beard and bloodshot eyes. The guy was giving away a demonic aura, which inspired fear and discomfort around everyone who stood near him. Johnson asked the guards about the guy, and all they said was "He's a crazy hobo, that worships some dragon"

 The job went good at the start. They cuffed him up in chains and escorted him out of the lab. Johnson and Cortez behind the guy, Roy and Ramirez at front, opening doors.

 But all hell broke loose, when navigating through small coridors, Subject-0221 just ripped the chains off his arms, grabbed Private Roy's combat knife and used Roy as a shield so as they could not fire at him. Then he entered a room nearby with Roy, closed the door and before the team could enter, they heard Roy's agonizing screams.

Next problem that happened were the lights: they went out. They immediately turned on their flashlights and aimed at the door, through which 0221 entered. Private Cortez was sweating and breathing heavily: this was his first mission and it turned into a nightmare. He kept muttering, that they are facing a demon, that shall devour their souls and bath in their blood. Johnson barked at Cortez to shut up and watch the door, but the next problem occured...

Sound of a gun firing, and Ramirez falls down with a bullet in his head: 0221 fired from the other end of the corridor. How he managed to get there is beyond understanding. Then he disappeared into one of the rooms before Johnson could open fire.

Johnson and Cortez were all who survived so far. They backed away to leave the corridor of horror. The door behind them was locked: safety procedure to ensure minimum casualties. The cameras have probably seen, what's happening and the security team closed off this segment to avoid breach. They were trapped with 0221 here....

Surrounded by darkness with only small flashlights illuminating their paths, the remainder of the squad didn't know what to do. Johnson noticed, that Cortez was standing close to one of the door.

- Cortez, stay away from the doors!
- What? - replied the shocked rookie.

But before Johnson could repeat himself, the door burst out and a bloodied hand grabbed Cortez by the collar and dragged him into the darkness. His screams echoed through the corridor, before being cut short.

 Johnson mounted a last stand: he pressed his back towards the door and aimed his M16 rifle into the darkness. A glimpse of a moving shadow cought his sight and Johnson opened fire. The corridor was shortly illuminated by the gunfire and Johnson saw, who he shot: Cortez. He had about 20 holes in him. Fell dead on the spot.

Johnson lost it. He kept firing blindly into the corridor with a naive hope of hitting 0221. Then he heard the soul shattering sound of his rifle clicking at the press of the trigger: no more ammo.

 He just sat there, waiting for his doom. It was near.

Johnson finally saw with the help of his flashlight, how 0221 left a room at the other end of the corridor and began slowly moving towards him, all covered in blood and his long hair closing his face. Fear chained Johnson so greatly, that he could not move a muscle and kept breating nervously at the uncomming demon. For a moment, Johnson thought, that Cortez's muttering about demonic influences were true and that he would he ravaged by one right now, just like his team was.

 But 0221 stopped in front of Johnson in 2 feet from him. He slowly moved his head down and just watched at Johnson. The presence of this freak horrified poor Johnson so much, he couldn't even open his mouth to plead for mercy. But 0221 just stared at him and did nothing more.

The silence continued for a few more minutes, then a voice in the speakers above the door spoke

- Subject 0221. The test is not finished, until all obstacles have been neutralized. Kill Johnson, now.

0221 just kept staring at Johnson. He didn't do anything else.

Another minute of silence and the voice spoke out once more

- Security personell, be advised: Subject-0221 has reached instabilty. Procedure 29 has failed. Prepare to detain 0221

A short poping sound and 0221 felt, how something had just hit him in the back of his neck. A tranqualizer dart. He slowly fell on the floor, passing out. Johnson could not understand, how the demon could be quelled so easily.

The door on the opposite end opened and Johnson saw a heavily armed security guard enter.

 The last thing Johnson saw, was how the guard aimed his rifle at him.