Continued by Lori Bentley: I could not tell you exactly how long we were in the Locker for. By the end of the first day, there were 20 of us there. Four of them were, what we called, trainers. For the first week or so, all we did was train. We learned to shoot every weapon we had in stock, basic hand to hand combat, how to use a knife to kill, and basic survival techniques. Your dad was getting restless, though. He had caught on to everything very quickly, and was soon helping to teach others who were slower to learn. He also had many questions. After the second week him and I were pulled into a makeshift conference room with a map of the campus laid out on the table. A guy whom I had never seen before stepped into the room. He was dressed in military fatigues, but his hair did not resemble the type of cut of one still currently being in the military. It was shoulder length and was not combed very well. He addressed us, You have questions....I have answers. We are under an infection of things that were once people. They are now undead, and feast off other living things to keep themselves moving. I know this sounds crazy, but an experiment went horribly wrong and this is what we are dealing with. We have managed to secure off the downstairs labs and all of the campus. It has not spread outside of the campus, but has infected about 100 students and faculty. We need help to get rid of the beings and to make sure nothing is ever said. A total clean job, so to speak. Their numbers are greater, but the infected do not use the brain for the most part. At least not the one that uses problem solving skills. We need to wipe them out and get this campus back up and running. We have taken the necessary precautions to make sure no word has leaked to the outside world. Can you help us, so that we may finish this?
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 17:18:14 +0000
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