Anyway, we got to the hospital, but things didn't go so well. I was fumblin' with a heavy locked door, looked like it went somewhere old and important, and 'fore I knew what was what, Tum Tum was dead, and his squad was lookin t'me for leadership. I guess all I can do now is take stock of the situation, and try to keep a cool head. I've faced danger before and always made it out, and it's nice to have somethin' pleasant t'look forward to when I come home.
Marlene, Di never said anything about this shit.
The 'island' she told you about. Well, it's not. Traversing the land, lakes and rivers, following the landmarks and route she told you about has taken you to this huge fucking piece of rusted and faded metal, nearly 70,000 long tons you guess, planted in the center of this large body of water. It looks like a gargantuan barge, not unlike yours, but absolutely massive. It's large enough to contain a small town inside of it. There appears to be a landing strip on it's surface, and from down here, you think there may even be a few fighter jets still stranded up there near this looming control tower.
It's a fucking aircraft carrier; a supercarrier. And, somehow, it's been 'beached' in this location. Was that someone standing up there?
It looks like the ship had been hit with an explosion or something, because the best way in you decided was a hole in the side that looked more like the mouth of some creature, all full of rusted rebar teeth and darkness.
Are you anchoring Barney? Leaving anyone there (obviously, not you or Spector)?
Climbing into the ruined ship, along with Tum Tum and his squad, you began exploring. The tunnels and corridors inside are dark and cold. There are signs though. Some that say 'hospital' and colored arrows on the floor that lead in that direction. You find it. It's amazing.
In fact, there's still power to the room somehow. It's only the emergency lighting, but this faint dead white glow is emanating from the floors and it's lighting up a treasure trove of medical equipment. You name it.
And, then a loud crash. Spector, a door has closed him off from the rest of the group. He's gone.
And, screaming, you hear screaming. Fuck. You don't even have to turn around before you realize it's Tum Tum's scream. This fucking ... thing is on his back, gnawing into his throat. Blood if spewing out everywhere. Fuck!
Pipes and Shag both starting screaming. "Get that thing off him!"
Wheat is already over there, taking her knives and trying to stab into the horrid being eating Tum Tum alive. It's screeching as her knives dig into it's flesh, but Tum Tum's already falling to his knees. For a second, time slows down, it's slow motion as the thump of his knees echo off the floor. He's grasping at this throat and his eyes roll into the back of his head. Blood is everywhere. And, he collapses face down at your feet.
It's chaos. There's gunfire. And, more shouting!
"Fuck!" "Argh!" "There's more of them!"
It's a blur. And, finally the doors to the clinic are shut. The one Spector is behind, sealed off entirely. Tum Tum is lying in a pool of his own blood. The room is filled with heavy breathing of the rest of the squad.
Hurley and Coors have both taken up positions against the two entrances to this immediate area.
Things get quiet.
Then, a loud skittering. More screeching. And, suddenly, banging. They're trying to get in. Those things are trying to get in. It won't be long before they do.
Everyone looks at you. You feel like it's your kids looking at you for guidance... What the fuck?
You're scanning the room. What do you want to know? You get to ask one question.