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Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

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Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

"That should be it... there!" He said, he was crouched by the generator tweaking the final component before standing. The cane felt awkward in his hand but it certainly took the sting out of the ankle as he closed in on Lukes position, the man looked bored beyond words and understandably so having been waiting for the best part of three hours for Ryan to assess and then repair the damaged generator.

"Right, all done. Flick on that light switch will you? " he asked as he hobbled over to the power console and studied it. The sound of the light switch flicking could be heard but no light filled the room.
He looked at the console before him and could see it was lit up, he also saw the switches that provided power for each area of the station, the first one he switched on was "Control room" he then proceeded to turn on the others.

The room lit up a dull shade of yellow as the old light came to life, Ryan turned off his torch and placed it back in his life jacket, Luke strolled over to him. Ryan grinned at his handy work and was waiting for one if Lukes smart ass remarks before turning to leave the generator room.

The hallway was clear as he had hoped yet he still emerged cautiously out of the room followed by Luke, the dull whirring of the generator faded as Luke silently closed the door behind him. The lights came on automatically as soon as Ryan made his way up the hallway to the staircase a few metres off from the door. He change that once he got to the control room, he wanted the entire place in darkness. Except of course the control room.
Upstairs he could see the electronically locked door they had easily passed through was now up and running. The doors go offline in the event of a power outage and he couldn't tell visually if the door would be in good order once power was restored, thankfully it was. He approached it and swiped the card through the reader and heard a gentle beep and a green light appear accompanied by a small hum from the door lock however, he did not pass through the door itself.

"Yeah this card works for this door so I imagine it will work on others we come across." He waited for the green light to change back to red and the LED display read Locked.. 10 second window then the door closes... noted.

The control room door was literally twenty feet away from the staff area access point and Ryan wasted no time in getting there and opening it. He stacked on the door and peered around the corner when it opened. The lights came on automatically and Ryan saw that the large room was empty.

The main room was divided in to sections, the whole left hand side was occupied by numerous computer screens which were hooked up to two large workstations. Immediately to the right Ryan saw a dining area with three small tables, in the far right hand corner was a small kitchen area, there was a small door there also which was probably a storage closet. He walked over to the fridge and opened it, the light came on and it was cool, not cold but then again you can't have everything. He closed it and proceeded to open the storage closet which when opened confirmed his prediction, cleaning items, hi vis jackets, torches and the like could be seen.
The centre of the room consisted of numerous desks, paperwork had been scattered around each of them, these guys left in a hurry clearly. Ryan walked past the desk area and saw two rooms at the back of the large control room, as he neared he saw that the left hand one was an office and the right hand one was a toilet.
He peered into both and saw that they too were empty before heading over to the console closest to him.

"I want all the lights in the station off bar these ones" he said pointing to the lights that illuminated the room they were standing in.

Ryan took a seat and studied the computer system for a while, getting to grips with it wouldn't take him long.

"Ok first im going to activate every electronic lock and make sure they are locked, then ill figure out how to do the lights... Why don't you stock the fridge?"

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Hey mstk how was the trip? I am as of this moment mid way through a post and should have it ready by tomorrow.

Az... I could be wrong here, but you just refer to yourself as being like Herpes? lol

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Have a good time mate

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Subway System
Missouri

The black of the tunnel system was unnerving, with light flickering on briefly and then off every two minutes further down the tunnel it made it impossible for the eyes to adjust to darkness that now surrounded them.

Ryan saw a beam if light thriw itseld over his shoulder illuminating a small section of the tunnel before him, he turned to see luke stood behind him off to his left, a torch firmly grasped in his hand. Ryan knew not to speak, they were in completely darkness and didn't know if any threats were around. Instead he simply caught Luke attentions and patted himself on the chest twice... on my lead.
The staircase opened out into a narrow room, hugging the wall to his left he creeped round the corner waiting for Luke to follow him. His own torch now sat in his hand and he scoured the area in front of him, the red beam of his torch helped to keep the chances of detection low and so far it was working. He noticed a sign hanging awkwardly from one chain bolted to the ceiling, he tilted his head slightly as he threw the torch beam over its surface, it read 'Tickets'.
Gliding the light back down to eye level he could now make out various machines and a few counters with perspex screens behind which sat what he assumed was an office. The ticket office was his first port of call, he sae the door was the other end of the hall, he stauee close to the wall, scanning the floor as he went whike luke kept his torch at eye level scanning the area ahead. Thankfully it was empty.
The door was ajar so Ryan nudged it open, standing still in the doorway checking for any signs of life... or the dead for that matter, with a sweep of his torch he confirmed the room to be clear and signalled for Luke to approach.

The door firmly shut behind them the two began searching for anything that may be of use in the drawers, the cabinets and even in the stationary. Ryan stumbled upon a small id card which looked as if it had been swiped numerous times over the years. This he was keeping, it wouldn't work at this time due to the lack of power, but Ryan would see to that shortly.

Through the perspex screen he could see back into the narrow hall, it had numerous vensing machines and a few security cameras which were at this moment offline. His mind was ticking over and he came to the conclusion that down here, with power, he and Luke had a very good chance of survival. There would be many more vending machines and even more cameras dotted around the subway station, if they were to hole up in the control room, with the backup power on, they would have probably the best setup one could hope for in times such as these. Ryan headed to the far wall and saw a map of the station, he wiped the dust off of it and traced with his finger the route to the genarator room which was located only a short way away from the control room according to the map, the problem being that it sat safely in the staff section which would probably be locked up, he would only know once he got there ans he couldn't kick the door in because not only would it defeat the point of locking themselves in for safety but it would attract more of them things. He signalled Luke over and quietly spoke, he didnt whisper as whispers carried further in the air. He moved his finger to the map and pointed out their current position.

"We're here..." he began as he traced his finger along the map to the staff access point.

"We need to go here, we can only hope that the doors open cos without power I can't see how we're going to open it... The generator room is then immediately below us so we'll take these stairs down." He pointed to a small stairway just off to the left of the staff access point.

"From there leave it too me to sorr out that generator, once in business we'll head to control centre."

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Working up a post ladies and gents. Should be finished by the eve

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Still here Az, mastk and myself are awaiting a response from you as to our next move

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

"Oh the weather outside is frightful... dum da dum, da dum, da dum dum" Ryan sang surprisingly well.

He felt an elbow in his arm as Luke physically halted his song. The freezing night air was stabbing into his skin like a thousand needles, Ryan hugged hus arms around his chest trying to keep his core temperature up. Luke was huddled in close in an attempt to maintain their body heat.

"I never watched the weather forecast back in old world... but I sure would have loved a heads up for tonight, even if it was inaccurate to some degree." He chattered.

Ryan sropped dead in his tracks and held his arm out to tell Luke to hold, ahead Ryan could see a large group of shufflers, possibly the group he had seen earlier. He nudged Luke and pointed with his head at the approaching threat. Ryan looked to the row of vehicles to his right, a few looked operational still whilst others, well they wouldn't pass an MOT thats for sure.
Ryan headed for a black sedan, as he approached however he noticed a amall light blinking on the dash. This one was locked and the alarm primed, he walked on. The next vehicle he stopped at was a Blue SUV, the dash was without the blinking arm light. he lifted the handle slightly and felt the catch, he stopped and signalled for Luke.

"This ones good to go, we'll need a distraction to give us time to either find the keys or hot wire... we'll give ourselves one minute to locate the keys, after that it's straight on to the wires." He told.
The sound of the engine turning over would announce their presence to the entire block, they needed a distraction. Ryan stepped back from the car and looked around the floor, a few feet away he saw an iron bar, probably broken off of one of the residential fences. He told Luke to standby at the car before grabbing the bar and cautiously heading down the street toward the horde.

A small side alley opened up to his right, after peering down and checking it was clear he slipped into it. After thirty yards the alley opened up into a cross roads and Ryan turned right heading toward the main road which intersected the one he had just left Luke on. He made every effort to stay silent as he approached the mouth of the alley, the road was clear apart from the slow moving horde which appeared to making its way toward Luke. Ryan headed right down the road and spotted what he was looking for... an alarmed car. He made his way back to the mouth of the alley and felt the weight of bar in his hand, turning it over and gently shaking it allowing him to calculate.
He pulled his arm back and flung it forward toward the car, the iron bar leaving his grip and twirling gracefully in the air towards its target, he didn't wait for the connection and turned back into the alley running, he just hoped it was still clear.

The alarm was loud, almost ear piercing even from this distance. Ryan had signalled to Luke to get going on starting the car as soon as he emerged from the alley.
Now, sat in the SUV with Luke fumbling away at the wires, Ryan looked on in disbelief at the number of shufflers that were sprinting toward the sound of alarm on the road ahead... he noticed that most of them were actually brainers, weaving through the crowd in a kind of small gang, even from a distance they looked more determined and coordinated. Ryans attention was grasped by the sound if the engine of kicking into life and the rev of the engine as Luke shifted it into first gear.

"Go go drive! Get us out of the city! We won't last long if we stay here." He ordered

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Thank you kindly kind Sir. It's really getting good now with Ryan and Luke, keep it up mate

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

The descent down the shaft went surprisingly well considering the circumstances, Ryan stood at the bottom and watched as Luke moved over to the door, which stood elevated three feet in front of them, and cracked it open slightly with a forceful tug.
The forward area was clear of all movement and bodies and so Luke climbed thr lip and headed through the doors, Ryan moved over to cover him before then slowly pulling hinself up, careful not to put too much strain on his ankle.
Luke was correct in his assumption and the pair found themselves standing on a large loading bay. To either side of them they could see alcoves where the trucks would pull in.

"I'll check the left side mate, you get the right" Ryan called out.

The first bay had a truck parked in it and Ryan headed over to investigate. It didn't take long to see that the truck woulsnt be going anywhere as the fuel compartment and main line had been ripped out, Ryan could fix it but it would be too time consuming, besides he would need parts, and he didn't have any. As he approacjed the back of the truck he noticed a large pool of blood which trailed off toward the next compartment, Ryan followed it round.
The body that lay on the floor in the alcove was unrecognisable, and would have been to even the closest person, the face had gone entirely. Ryan stepped closer and saw that what remained of it contained evidence of torn flesh, teeth and nails were the clear culprits of this devastating assault.
The blood trail looked as if it may have come from a large wound situated on the inner thigh... possible laceration of the femoral artery, which would explain the massive blood loss.
Ryan returned his gaze to the corpse' face, the realisation struck him at the sight, this was real there was no denying it.
Ryan left the corpse and continued on toward the third and final bay, he was pleased to see nothing out of thr ordinary and so climb the lip back into the long loading bay. Luke was stood by the small security building and waved him over, as he approached he could see another trail of blood leading into the building, a bloody hammer lay dormant at the foot of the door. Ryan nodded and took thr bloody door handle and and pushed it open quickly before stepping back into cover by the doorframe.
Luke and Ryan peered into the room, nothing was out of place apart from thr wounded woman and the flecks of blood that lead to her. Ryan entered first and walked cautiously toward her, he could tell by sight that she was in her last moments, her breathing was laboured, her body pale and shaky. She saw the man approach and raised a weak hand up toward him. She stuttered out a feeble sentence.

"Please don't leave ... me... I don't ... want to be alone" her distant eyes looked at him as he took a knee beside her and grasped her hand in his. He held his other hand to her head and stroked her gently as the life drained slowly from her.

He hushed her and gently rocked her as he saw the life draining from her body, he couldn't help but think of his wife, where was she? Was she ok? He only hoped that she hadn't succumbed to the same fate as this young lady.
His attention returned to the girl as he felt her move ever so slightly, her eyes foxused on his the best they could.

"Thank you ... for ... staying with me." A smile crept across her face as the her eyes emptied of life and her head lullee in Ryan's arms.

He sat with her a short while after her passing, again thinking of his wife. He hoped that he would see her soon and that she would be ok, he put the lady gently on the floor once again and stood up, he told luke he was headed for the small bathroom to clean himself up, but in reality he also needed to take some time for himself. The passing if thr young girl had really hit him emotionally, she could have been someones girlfriend, someones daughter, yet they weren't there for her. It saddened him that she died in the arms of a stranger... what if Fran... he stopped his train of thought. Those thoughts would serve him no greater purpose, they wouls only hinder him mentally and emotionally, he told himself to think positively... Frans fine, she's a smart girl.

Ryan returned to luke and told him they have to make sure the girl doesnt wake up and start trying to kill them. Ryan pulled his knife from his belt and stood over the girls head. He plunged the blade into the lifeless skull and twisted it.
"Stay rested... I'm sorry ma'am" he said.

He turned to luke and asked him if he found anything of worth. He himself moved over to the back door and cracked it slightly. The world beyond was eerily quiet and empty, he turned round again to face Luke.

"Clear, if it stays like this we could have an easy evening, but don't get your hopes up. Nothing is guaranteed anymore."