You are looking out over an emptied pool from a utility hut and stairwell. Hot tub to your left, a little hut with a table inside, badminton court to your right.
Judd takes the gun back out of its holster, looks around the roof.
"Anna ... Anyone ... alive up here?" he calls.
Judd takes the gun back out of its holster, looks around the roof.
"Anna ... Anyone ... alive up here?" he calls.
There's someone sitting hunched over the table in the hut.
The view of the city skyline at dusk, and the inlet you crossed earlier, is stunning.
From behind you and above, on the peak of the utility shack.
"Dave?"
Judd spins around, looks up, the gun pointed towards the voice … though he lowers it slightly when he sees “Anna? Are you … are you alright? You’re not …” the concerned tone in his voices changes, tinged with confusion, even a little anger. “And what the hell is going on around here?”
Cord fumbles trying to stow his axe and un-holster his gun when he sees the slumped figure.
"Watch your self Dave, she might be turning." he warns, his voice muffled behind his face mask, "who has got the flash light?"
"Perhaps, she needs an exam... just to be on the safe side."
Patrick pulls himself together with a shudder
"Focus man focus, the ragheads'll getcha when you ain't focused" He mutters under his breath
As the group enters the top level Patrick twitchily scans the area, looking for any danger.
Despite his feeling focused, Ol' Sarge is obviously not doing so well.
"Perhaps, she needs an exam... just to be on the safe side."
Sam looks up at Dave as he turns and walks away, her sobs slowly subsiding into sniffles. She looks around for something to wipe her nose on and obviously finding nothing, she quickly pulls her t-shirt up under her mask and wipes her eyes, then her nose.
She stands and walks back down to survey her handiwork, hearing the door fall off it's hinges and then voices from up the stairs. Curious, she slings the Beiwulf over her shoulder and pulls out her Tonfa, giving them both a practice twirl to make sure she's OK. Taking one last look around, she heads over to the stairs and onto the roof, where she sees Dave talking to a beautiful Asian Woman. She walks over to stand protectively by him, aware that he might be in danger in his emotional state.
"Perhaps, she needs an exam... just to be on the safe side."
Dave gives Johnnie a dubious sideways look (probably lost between the mask and the impending darkness), then figures out what the doctor means and nods. "Yeah."
He looks back up at Anna. "Sorry, I just didn't expect any of that," he gestures vaguely downstairs with the crowbar, speaking more gently. "But you're the only person I know in Vancouver - well, apart from this lot now. I figured I should see if you were ok." He takes a deep, hissing breath through the face-mask filters.
"There'll ... all dead downstairs ... but I guess you knew that. We'll get you out of here ... but we need to make sure you're not sick. This is Johnnie, he's a doctor. Climb down here, he'll make sure you're ok."
Taking a chance (after all, she recognised him, and spoke), Dave re-holsters his gun (though he keeps a grip on the crowbar with his other hand), takes a step towards the shed and reaches out his hand.
EDIT: Unless Sam stops him (crosspost)
"Alcohol, check."
"Ready to begin the exam, if you're ready."
Sam tightens her grip on her Tonfa and makes as if to take a step forward, but restrains herself and lets Dave go ahead. She does however make sure she is ready to spring into action at the slightest hint of an attack on either Dave or Johnnie (or herself for that matter).
From behind you and above, on the peak of the utility shack.
"Dave?"
Mike elbows Judd.
"Wow, bro."
"Hi guys."
Anna puts the revolver she was holding into the waistband of some hip low khakis and climbs off the peak.
"Yah I figured everyone's dead from the noise. That pool looked like a huge fncking toilet from up here, I hope nobody was standing in front of the window when that happened."
"And you'd better check Leilei over there in the hut first, I got up here when the fever hit her and she just went like... rigid or something a few hours ago. The girl in the pool was Bigfat's girl, he went first, and she changed yesterday."
Johnny runs the thermograph over Anna and she's a little cool, maybe from sitting outside.
As for Leilei -
Johnny:
Figuring introductions can wait till later, Dave nods, takes out his gun again, and prepares to put a bullet in the head of the girl in the hut if needs be. “If she’s already sick, the kindest thing we can do is just end it. Did she get bitten?”
"What if someone finds a cure?"
Dave shakes his head, doesn’t look at her. “Unless they find a cure within the next ten minutes or so … that’s not going to help your friend. I’m sorry Anna.”
He pauses. “Look, we can leave her here and piss bolt now, if you don’t want to put her out of her misery, but we can’t help her right now.”
"Was Leilei injured?"
"No, she just came down with it, like Candy."
<She waves her hand toward the pool.>
"Two of the guys got fevers and they locked us up here on the roof, but then Candy got it, then Leilei. Candy woke up first, I shot her. Deedee, my brother, he taught me to shoot, so... I've been on the utility shack since they got fevers, I slept up there."
Patrick takes up flanking position with Dave.
"We gotta take care of it Dave. The minute you let your guard down the Zs'll make their move."
Patrick seems uneccesarily agitated.
Cord speaks from behind his mask, "Johnnie you should do a check on all of us as well while you are at it, been a few hours since you last checked me and I am not feeling any better."
He stands in the stair doorway keeping guard in case the sudden influx of water brings any attention.
Over his shoulder he calls, "Can any of you see if the bus is still OK from up here?"
As Cord mentions the bus everyone hears a murmuring-chattering-rustling sound coming from all around, yet far away.
The sun is setting crimson to the west.
Cord notices the uber-hot Anna for the first time, "Anna, have you been drinking the tap water or only bottled?" His tone is flat as he works on his theories, "What about the other girls?"
"I only drink bottled water or soda and I am wondering if the water system is contaminated now," he answers to the others before they can query his strange train of thought.
"Boiled water. It's a Chinese thing. And Dad has a water purifier in the house."
"Ummm do you guys hear that?"
"Anna, do you have spirits here? Johnnie Walker would be fine."
Cord speaks from behind his mask, "Johnnie you should do a check on all of us as well while you are at it, been a few hours since you last checked me and I am not feeling any better."
He stands in the stair doorway keeping guard in case the sudden influx of water brings any attention.
Over his shoulder he calls, "Can any of you see if the bus is still OK from up here?"
"Already doing that."
Cord only becomes aware of the noise after Anna points it out, "Sounds like the infected are getting ready to hunt," he comments, maybe we should hole up hear for the night rather than risk the darkness, especially now we have seen the tentacled monstrosity."
Clusters of Chinese topiary, large potted plants and small trees tastefully edge the roof, but several openings offer superb views of the ground below.
Johnny looks over the edge as the street lights begin flicking on, and it doesn't look so much like hunting, but more like the Boston marathon for cannibals.
Hundreds, possibly thousands of them must be pouring out of Stanley park onto the streets of downtown: shuffling, running hunched over, some of them carrying weapons, moving in groups almost like flocks of birds.
Some of the larger groups seem to have leaders who are calling out in snarls and howls - what's worse, spasmodic gestures seem to be getting through to the followers.
A group of forty or fifty enter a building across the street directed by a tiny woman in blood soaked hospital whites.
"Anna, do you have spirits here? Johnnie Walker would be fine."
"There's some vodka over on the table next to Leilei. Help yourself."
<Anna seems to be keeping her distance from Leilei and the lounge-hut.>
"Alright we can use these things for a lot of things."
"Anyone ever made a molotov cocktail?"
"Alright we can use these things for a lot of things."
"Anyone ever made a molotov cocktail?"
Let me get this straight. So you go into the hut with Leilei?
Let me get this straight. So you go into the hut with Leilei?"Alright we can use these things for a lot of things."
"Anyone ever made a molotov cocktail?"
Remembering that Leilei can be a raging Z any moment Johnnie reconsiders going near her. "Leilei is sick in a very bad way." Johnnie points the shotgun in Leilei's direction. "She hasn't attacked you?" Johnnie asks of Anna.
"Are you sure you want to do that?"
Anna taps her ear and frowns.
"She hasn't attacked you?" Johnnie asks of Anna.
"No, she's like a statue. Look at her face... it's all... like ... twisted. Freaky."
"Anna, do you have spirits here? Johnnie Walker would be fine."
"I hope that's for sterilizing s!%#, man. Only thing worse than a drunk doctor is a drunk cop, and we don't exactly have any cops lying around."
"Anyone ever made a molotov cocktail?"
"Yeah, why?"
"She hasn't attacked you?" Johnnie asks of Anna."No, she's like a statue. Look at her face... it's all... like ... twisted. Freaky."
Mike looks pointedly at Dave and Sarge.
"We should shoot her. Now."
“Fnck. We’ve been here too long,” Judd points to the waves of cannibals down in the street. “Isn’t anyone else a little bit worried by that?” His voice sounds like he’s making a remarkable effort to sound calm … so much so that he ends up not really sounding calm at all.
“A gunshot now is just going to attract attention. We need to be really careful, do all the right things now, or we’re going to die,” he says flatly.
He takes a deep breath, and hefts the crowbar. “I’m sorry,” he says again, face mask turned towards Anna. “I’ll take care of Leilei,” he tells the others. “You guys figure out what we’re going to do about those things. Fast. Nothing noisy unless it involves us getting the hell away from here.”
He steps towards the hut.
He takes a deep breath, and hefts the crowbar. “I’m sorry,” he says again, face mask turned towards Anna. “I’ll take care of Leilei,” he tells the others. “You guys figure out what we’re going to do about those things. Fast. Nothing noisy unless it involves us getting the hell away from here.”
He steps towards the hut.
Mike prepares to back him up if things turn ugly. Uglier. You know damn well what I mean.
And under normal circumstances that would probably worry the people around you...."Yeah, why?""Anyone ever made a molotov cocktail?"
He steps towards the hut.
It's a grass roofed shelter for a big round table and very comfortable chairs. The whole circumference is windowed, with sliding sashes so the breeze can move right through.
You can see the whole inside clearly and the door is open.
Leilei is sitting in one of the plush chairs and lays slumped over the table.
The table itself is heaped with a stockpile of canned and dried foods, inlcuding three bottles of vodka, a case of soda and 7-up, and a one liter bottle of bartender's lime mix.
Leiei has an unfinished Slime in front of her.
A cabinet with a hotplate and a stereo are on one wall.
<Looking over the edge>
"There are thousands."
"I think we better leave Leilei."
Judd nods to Mike. “Thanks mate.” He sounds grateful.
They are already there.
Dave takes a deep breath. Closes his eyes, opens them. Enters the hut.
Inside:
He walks over to the girl in the chair, looks at her for a moment, then swings the crowbar hard, two handed with all the strength he can muster, at her head.
Cord looks around at everyone being hesitant and sets his face in a grimace, grasping his axe he enters the glass hut, "You may want to look away," he snarls over his shoulder. Expecting her to launch at him any time he moves around her back and attempts one killing blow to the neck.
Dave takes a deep breath. Closes his eyes, opens them. Enters the hut.
Inside: ** spoiler omitted **
Who goes? The axe will do it with a coup de grace.