[Travis]
[i][u] I believe it is time, Ba'slan shev'la.[/u][/i]
[i]Agreed[/i]
With weapon in hand you turn to leave for the Humanities hallway
[i][u]Head for the theater department first, we'll hide in the booth until it is safe to proceed[/u][/i]
You walk toward the exit hoping no one sees you leave again.
[i]Just got to look like I know what I am doing[/i]
You make it out of the Media Center, presumably unnoticed, and once you are satisfied that you are out of sight of the doors, you start to pick up your pace, heading for the Freshman wing.
[i][u]So far so good[/u][/i]
You enter the Freshman wing and come across a half dozen zombies.
[i]Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la[/i]
Without breaking pace, you decapitate 3 zombies in a minute and a half and decapitate and dismember the other 3 in 3 minutes.
[i][u]Now you understand what must be done[/u][/i]
[i]Yes, survival is all that matters[/i]
You make it to the Theater Department and enter the auditorium and start up the stairs to the catwalks.
[i]Never thought I would make my stand here, never thought I would have to fight zombies either, I guess this is when we are all a forced to make sacrifices for our survival[/i]
You enter the Light Booth and crawl under the counter the old sound board is on, then you black out.
But this isn't like the seizures you had in 7th grade, this is stranger, you see the face behind the voice that has been guiding you.
[i]So this is how it ends....[/i]
[i][u]Yes, this is where one of us becomes whole, and the other ceases to be[/u][/i]
You brace to fight your darkest self one final time...you hope...