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No. 153596
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>the power or the cost of the weapon...
You hit it on the head.
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Your hands manage to grab something in the bag, and you pull it out.
It's your faithful pistol, the one that doesn't explode. You turn around just as the zombie lurches to grab you. Struggling, you manage to place the barrel of the pistol against the zombie's head before pulling the trigger.
The gun goes off, the zombie goes limp, and the wall behind it is splattered with blood and brain matter. You take a quick glance at your watch: 8:01 AM. This is too early for this shit.
Now that the adrenaline is wearing off, you realize something about that zombie: it's eyes were glowing. Faintly, and not anymore, but they were glowing ever so slightly.
Eirin runs through where the door used to be and seems surprised at the scene of carnage inside.
"Roland!" she says when she sees you. "Good to see you're not dead. There are quite a few zombies around the clinic, and your help would be much appreciated." With that, she runs back out of the room.
Well, something isn't right. First, the zombie with the glowing eyes, and now more zombies in the one place that should be mostly safe from them. You think to yourself while arming yourself: Samantha must be pissed about something.
Now armed with your rifle, your pistol, and your knife, you head into the hall, following the direction you think you saw Eirin go. As you get farther down the hallway, you start to hear more zombies moaning, as well as the occasional gunshot. Soon, you come to what must be the entrance to the clinic. The outside doors are barricaded, and you can see the undead trying to get in through the glass in the door.
Suddenly, you notice a few small red dots on your chest.
"Hold your fire!" Sounds like Reisen. As suddenly as they appeared, the dots vanish. You look up and see a collection of about twelve rabbit-girls, all armed with rifles and all wearing some kind of military gear, grouped together some distance away from the door. Reisen breaks off from the group and walks towards you. She has a uniform like everyone else, plus a pair of small bars on the shoulders. Probably for rank. "Glad to see you join us, Roland."
"Well, I was woken rudely by one of the zombies, so I figured that I might as well help. How are things going?"
"So far, we've managed to keep most of them out, and kill any of them that comes in. We have plenty of ammo, so we should hold out just fi-"
"We got a breach, right-side window!" one of the rabbit-soldiers yells before opening fire on some zombies, spraying bullets in that direction.
Reisen turns back to the group and heads toward them. "Aim for the head, soldier! You're gonna waste all our ammo if you keep that up!" You also head to the group, since that has the least chance of you either getting blindsided or shot.
"Another breach, left-side doorway!" Quite a few zombies are coming in through both sides, though they quickly fall to bullets from either the soldiers or yourself.
It seems like the plan is working, until the front door caves in, followed by more undead. Soon, you all bunch up tightly against the wall, with you covering the right side. The soldiers seem to be losing hope.
"Shit, they're everywhere!"
"I can't get clear shots!"
"I'm on my last mag!"
"Use your knives if you have to!" Reisen yells over everyone else. Some of the group pushes out in order to follow her orders.
In these cramped quarters, you switch to your pistol, keeping the knife in hand just in case. Soon, you manage to thin out the horde to just about twenty-something.
"I'm out of bullets!"
"Shit, I lost my knife!"
Before you can do anything else, a shot of something hits the group of zombies. They stop for a second, before suddenly bloating up and floating upwards a bit. Soon, they pop, one after another, until there's blood everywhere. You turn to see Eirin holding some kind of gun... thing, walking towards you. "Everyone okay?" she asks. The group responds with a chorus of "Yes."
"Hey, where's Shorty?" one of the soldiers asks.
"I'm here," another one responds near the hall, with a sizable wound in her chest. A group of the soldiers and Reisen all go to her in order to treat the wound.
"You weren't bitten, were you?" Reisen asks.
"Might've been, I don't remember."
"Do you have a pain in the back of your head?"
"A bit, yes."
Almost everyone starts whispering to each other. "She's infected, ain't she?"
"She is, probably."
"Should we shoot her?"
"I ain't shootin' her!"
"But what about that one guy?"
All of the soldiers look towards you, as if looking for an answer. "What?" you ask. It takes about five seconds for everything to sink in.
[ ]She's infected. It'd be good to kill her before she becomes a zombie.
[ ]She's infected, but don't kill her; Eirin probably has something for this.
[ ]She's probably not infected, it's a wound from something else.
Before you can decide anything, Eirin speaks up. "Hurry up with this, because we need to go somewhere else."
[ ]Suggest the Scarlet Devil Mansion.
[ ]Suggest that human village place.
[ ]Suggest Nitori's lab.
[ ]Suggest something else? (Where?)
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