Chapter 5(real one LOL): The Warehouse..
I woke up the next day feeling really uncomfortable. Ugh, I need to lay down on my warm and comfy bed to really sleep well, not on the cold floor! Damn, if only I was sleeping on bed last night while it was raining, that would've been perfect.
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I just realised something. Leslie's gone missing! I'm in this huge warehouse all alone? Damn straight! I ran to the door and kicked it open looking for Leslie outside.
"LESLIE! LESLIE!!" I couldn't find her anywhere.
Suddenly I felt someone tap on my shoulder. A familiar tap. "Dude calm down I'm right here."
"Where'd you go? You left me all alone in that scary looking warehouse!"
"I just went outside for some fresh air. Oh and I called in backup too."
"Backup?"
"You'll find out soon enough. You hungry?" Leslie handed me a bar of chocolate.
"Thanks" That's all I said before tearing off the wrapper and munch down the chocolate as quickly as I could.
After roughly 10 minutes, A H3 Hummer stopped by near us and I couldn't really see properly cause the sun was so bright but I could make out that 4 people stepped out of the vehicle.
"Arachno Alpha Team A1034 reporting for duty, We were called by a certain Leslie Grahams."
"That would be me," Leslie stepped up and shook their hands.
"Long time no see lieutenant," One of them said.
"Lieutenant?!" What the hell? Leslie never said anything bout being Liutenant or stuff.
"Yeah, there's alot more you don't know about me Charles."
"Yeah, A hell of alot more it seems."
Leslie stopped and turned around "Let's start with the introduction shall we?"
One of the men stepped up infront of me.
"Ivan de Jacovich. 23 years old,born in Russia, trained here for a few years. Weapon of choice? M4A1 Assault Rifle. 30 rounds per mag. Flashlight and 6x scope equipped. This weapon'll shred any abnormalities we come across."
Next was quite a tall man. Dark skinned.
"Zhenhowsky. I come from Indonesia. Ak47 is my weapon of choice. End of story. "
A quiet one it seems.
I could see the next man carrying a bagpack of some sorts.
"Markus Gumshoe. I come from England. 18 years old. I like pie. As you can see from the bagpack, I carry around a flamethrower and I pack alot of heat with me. "
The last guy walked up to me.
"Dominic. I come from Texas. 25 years old. I carry a SPAS 12 shotgun with me. I specialise in close quarter combat so knives work too. "
I stood there not knowing what to say. Each of them seemed capable of owning all of The Infected's asses that I think I should've been the one being backup.
"Well? Nothing to say to them?" Leslie said.
"Ah yes. Err..My name is Charles. And I hope we can all work together to kick all of these freaks's asses back to oblivion."
"Ok before we do anything, I called these men to help us search out this warehouse first."
"The warehouse I fell asleep in?"
"Yeah that warehouse."
So we all walked in the warehouse. As I said before, it was quite huge and now that it was morning, the warehouse was kind of lit up from the little windows. All I saw were boxes and papers scattered around but this warehouse was deep. I wonder what this place has in store for us.
After a few minutes of walking around all of us heard something. Everyone stood still. A few boxes fell off from the shelves and paper started flying.
"What the hell was that?!" Jacovich broke the silence.
"Shh! Don't make us stand out in this quiet place" Leslie ordered.
I could see pools of blood dripping from one part of the ceiling. Blood splatters on the wall and some of the walls even had wordings written with blood saying "Leave or die" or "I'll kill you before you realise anything.."
And then I heard footsteps coming closer to us. It didn't sound like normal footsteps. It sounded wet and splashy. Kind of like webbed feet. We all looked around and saw nothing but the footsteps continued to close in.
Soon we heard more of the footsteps. Shit who's making all this noise?! Or an even better question..what's making all these footsteps.
I listened properly and I could hear at least 4 of them coming.
Then one of them appeared. It's as if it materialised out of thin air but it actually cloaked itself and turned invisible. It looked insect-like with a green abdomen, 2 webbed legs and 2 long claws for each hand. It had wings and its head was sharp on each side. It must've had like..6 or more eyes. It croaked loudly and jumped in the air ready to attack Dominic, before it was shot 3 times by Jacovich
"Die bitch!!" Jacovich started filling the insect with lead from his M4.
"They're called Froagers"
"Froagers? Stupid name for stupid insects! Leslie, you keep thinking up stupid names don't you?"
"Don't blame me, I didn't think up of these names.."
Froagers..they have the ability to cloak themselves while hunting prey..shit such a cool ability and deadly too.
Markus interrupted "I thought I heard more than 1 of em?"
Zhenhowsky still kept quiet but now he was pointing to the ceiling where we saw silvery outlines.
Markus pointed his flamethrower to the ceiling and just spewed flame out of the tip and 3 of the Froagers started to appear and fell on the ground. Everyone else just kept shooting at the 3 of them. All 4 of the Froagers died and each one dropping blue gems out of their eyes. We picked up the gems and put them in our pockets. Wonder what these gems are for though..
"Shit, those Froagers can cloak and croak! That's awesome.." Jacovich said while reloading his M4.
"You're crazy you know that. Now you and Charles have something in common.You're both crazy."
"Ahahaha thanks Leslie" I replied.
We went further into the warehouse and found out alot more than what we expected..
To be continued..
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