IC-OMAHA-Victory?(Everyone)
Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 3:40 am
Z-Day - 4:39 PM Central Time - Brooks High School, Omaha, Nebraska
In the locker room area-
"Okay," said LaTanya with a grin. "Teresa designed the uniforms. She's got a great career ahead of her in fashion. Wait here, I'll be back in a couple minutes." LaTanya went into the girls' locker room.
In the auditorium-
Declan was already rushing the other zombie. "You lunkheads should have known better than to mess with an angry Irishman!" he yelled, winding up his fist. He punched it in the head, cracking its skull wide open. "Yeah! Let's go get drunk!" He looked at the two open doorways. "Hmm, guess that'll have to wait. We'd better do something about those first."
In the east hall, ground floor-
After Donald left through the door into the cafeteria, Michelle broke down weeping. She closed her eyes against the tears, pressed the pistol's barrel to her head, and shot herself in the temple. She collapsed to the floor, barely conscious.
In the construction area-
"Absolutely right, Jerry," said Principal Adler. "We have to barricade this exit. Everyone back inside!"
"Come on, Roy!" called the coach. "You're on injured reserve now. Darnell will have to dump the Gatorade on my head, but you sure can be there."
Adler went back in behind Kate, Murray, and Coach Moore, quickening his pace when he heard the shot from within. He and the coach pulled Sharon with them, leaving Roy standing alone amidst the carnage.
In the kitchen-
Becky and Rachel heard the gunshot from back the way they had come right after they entered the kitchen. Kate and the others hurried back inside from the construction area.
In the cafeteria-
Donald stopped in his tracks when he heard the gunshot behind him. Dr. Bernard Smith spun on his heel and ran back into the east hall, along with Chuck Lubachek and Tiny.
In the special projects lab-
"Well, we hope so," said Stephanie to Tariq, typing rapidly on the laptop's keyboard. "What we're doing won't solve everything right away, but it's a necessary first step. Otherwise, humanity would be doomed. Once I finish this I'll be able to transmit a signal into space that should stop the dead from reanimating. The dead that have already risen will still be up, but at that point an EMP will be able to put them down for good. We can save not only ourselves, but all of Omaha. Then we'll be able to do something about the rest of the world."
Ali emerged from the crowd and ran over to Tariq, hugging his father. "I'm so relieved you're all right, father!" he said. "You hear that? We're going to be all right! Mom's going to be all right!"
"Hmph!" said Dr. Singh, working on his own computer. "Sending messages to aliens who may or may not believe them isn't going to save the world, it's my biological research that will win the day!" He looked over at Dr. Hausmann and Dr. Somerville. "Er, I mean our biological research."
"In the long term, yes," said Stephanie, "but only if we pull this off first. Otherwise we won't survive long enough to complete your research, Dr. Singh. I'm just finishing up now. It should only be another minute or so. I've almost got it, I'm so close!"
Dr. Hausmann took the lead and bandaged Kyle's ribs, mending much of the damage. "Ja, he will be fine," she said. "The ribs are not truly broken, just minor fractures." Kyle slowly regained consciousness and took in his surroundings. Dr. Liz Somerville was able to help him further, also doing an excellent job. Dr. Helene Saunders only got in the way when she tried to treat the bruise on his head.
On the roof-
Megan also began to patrol the roof, walking in the opposite direction. She frowned when she saw something below while peering over the edge. "Two of the auditorium doors have been smashed open!" she said. "I don't see any walking corpses around, so I'm guessing they already got inside."
In the locker room area-
"Okay," said LaTanya with a grin. "Teresa designed the uniforms. She's got a great career ahead of her in fashion. Wait here, I'll be back in a couple minutes." LaTanya went into the girls' locker room.
In the auditorium-
Declan was already rushing the other zombie. "You lunkheads should have known better than to mess with an angry Irishman!" he yelled, winding up his fist. He punched it in the head, cracking its skull wide open. "Yeah! Let's go get drunk!" He looked at the two open doorways. "Hmm, guess that'll have to wait. We'd better do something about those first."
In the east hall, ground floor-
After Donald left through the door into the cafeteria, Michelle broke down weeping. She closed her eyes against the tears, pressed the pistol's barrel to her head, and shot herself in the temple. She collapsed to the floor, barely conscious.
In the construction area-
"Absolutely right, Jerry," said Principal Adler. "We have to barricade this exit. Everyone back inside!"
"Come on, Roy!" called the coach. "You're on injured reserve now. Darnell will have to dump the Gatorade on my head, but you sure can be there."
Adler went back in behind Kate, Murray, and Coach Moore, quickening his pace when he heard the shot from within. He and the coach pulled Sharon with them, leaving Roy standing alone amidst the carnage.
In the kitchen-
Becky and Rachel heard the gunshot from back the way they had come right after they entered the kitchen. Kate and the others hurried back inside from the construction area.
In the cafeteria-
Donald stopped in his tracks when he heard the gunshot behind him. Dr. Bernard Smith spun on his heel and ran back into the east hall, along with Chuck Lubachek and Tiny.
In the special projects lab-
"Well, we hope so," said Stephanie to Tariq, typing rapidly on the laptop's keyboard. "What we're doing won't solve everything right away, but it's a necessary first step. Otherwise, humanity would be doomed. Once I finish this I'll be able to transmit a signal into space that should stop the dead from reanimating. The dead that have already risen will still be up, but at that point an EMP will be able to put them down for good. We can save not only ourselves, but all of Omaha. Then we'll be able to do something about the rest of the world."
Ali emerged from the crowd and ran over to Tariq, hugging his father. "I'm so relieved you're all right, father!" he said. "You hear that? We're going to be all right! Mom's going to be all right!"
"Hmph!" said Dr. Singh, working on his own computer. "Sending messages to aliens who may or may not believe them isn't going to save the world, it's my biological research that will win the day!" He looked over at Dr. Hausmann and Dr. Somerville. "Er, I mean our biological research."
"In the long term, yes," said Stephanie, "but only if we pull this off first. Otherwise we won't survive long enough to complete your research, Dr. Singh. I'm just finishing up now. It should only be another minute or so. I've almost got it, I'm so close!"
Dr. Hausmann took the lead and bandaged Kyle's ribs, mending much of the damage. "Ja, he will be fine," she said. "The ribs are not truly broken, just minor fractures." Kyle slowly regained consciousness and took in his surroundings. Dr. Liz Somerville was able to help him further, also doing an excellent job. Dr. Helene Saunders only got in the way when she tried to treat the bruise on his head.
On the roof-
Megan also began to patrol the roof, walking in the opposite direction. She frowned when she saw something below while peering over the edge. "Two of the auditorium doors have been smashed open!" she said. "I don't see any walking corpses around, so I'm guessing they already got inside."